Harry X Snape Novels & Stories

I offered. "That works. Why is there a vampire inside the castle?" he inquired. "The vampire's name is Harry; he's the drummer for the ShanHai band, which is currently highly acclaimed. I've heard he also engages in some private business ventures. I find him agreeable company, hence our recent interactions," I disclosed Harry's public identity, with his consent, knowing the old man would surely ask. "But he's a vampire, and vampires and werewolves are ancient enemies. It would be difficult to explain if his kind found out," he pointed out.

His fate has changed… Harry pauses, and his shocked expression turns professional upon seeing Oakley step into the set. Without taking a glance at Oakley, Harry composed himself and began to respond for Oakley’s hearing, “The Xhale brand wants to collaborate with me? Of course, I have always loved the Xhale company; it’s my goal to work…” Oakley nonchalantly tucks his hands into his pocket and walks past Harry, not sparing him a glance. His expression is calm and his whole person composed. It’s as if he didn’t even notice Harry.

Harry groaned before he snatched Theo hiding behind Darcy's legs. "I'm going to pull off his lenses and reveal the brown eyes Leo had... An evidence that he is mine." He stated. Darcy's eyes widened, not in fear of being exposed but in pure rage and disdain. "Do not do this, Harry, or else you are going to regret." She spat. Harry didn't listen to her. He raised his hands to take off Theo's eyes lens he thought Theo was wearing. However, his hands paused in mid-air as a voice echoed through the hallway, cold enough to make an grown man like him to flinch.

There was Riven, a woman with him, who looked young and graceful, Harrion, and several Academy officials. Harrion took in everyone with those scary eyes of his, and his menacing Cheshire cat-like smile. "Since you all clearly have so much energy this morning, today's training session should be wonderful. Perfect time to start with paired combat exercises." I swallowed hard and hoped I could be spared from whatever he had in mind. He did promise to be there whenever I needed him, and now I need him to keep me away from whatever that is.

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

"I have no intention of harming you," Harry clarifies, face soured by the thought. "I would never harm a pregnant Omega, much less you, carrying the last line of Black." "My child will never be part of your sick twisted shit," Ariadne hisses. "You can go f*ck yourself." Harry laughs, eyes sparkling as if Ariadne had just complimented his pinstripe suit. "God, you're perfect. Like a lily, a perfect Madonna Lily," Harry says, and it causes Ariadne to nearly vomit.

So I got myself a spot and sat down as thoughts of what might be happening between the two filled my head. I felt bad. I felt like I was all alone in the world even though there was loud music deafening my ears from the background. “Hey, kyle who invited you?” I heard an unfriendly familiar voice say. I lifted my head to see that it was Harry, boyfriend to Bella. Many believe that Harry will become one of the greatest warlocks as soon as he clocks eighteen and as such, they see him and Bella as a power couple. Unlike Bella, Harry is calmer and a bit friendly but I know better than to engage him in a chat as that could provoke his over a possessive girlfriend.

Everyone became a frozen statue at their place. But in a few seconds murmuring started again, but, more loud and clear. Students started talking about Harry's past or whatever biodata they have or heard. -"What is he talking about!" -"Sister? Did I hear something wrong?" -"Ahh! Guys Harry does have a sister." -"Where did that come from?" -"You guys forgot? We all know that Harry has two younger siblings. One is his sister and the other one is his youngest brother." -"So are you saying that Serene is... No, that can't be true."