Harrys Parents Abandon Him Fanfic Novels & Stories

(Stella's POV) With the news, Harry was leaving the town, I was upset. I didn’t want to let him go. I wanted to stop him but a part of me kept saying he needed distraction from everything for few days. It’s not like Harry was leaving the town permanently. He would come within few days to attend his final exams and the real problem starts after that. I won’t be seeing him often once we graduate. He might leave for another country for his higher studies as his father wanted him to study business management and god knows what I would be doing. Aunt Charlotte and uncle Zach were at my house talking to my parents. Harry was on the couch beside them not even looking at me. He was silent all the ti

“Don’t be, I’ll be there and they will love you, I promise.” Harry wants me to meet his parent as he said “I already meet yours, I want you to meet mine.” I’m kind of nervous because I know his mom is strict and straightforward and I’m scared that she might say something that will make me fell insecure. “I already told mom everything about you and I’m sure she will love you.” He said. I don’t have a choice because he just can’t stop talking about it and I’m scared I’ll disappoint him if I say no.

Dariel asked, wailing in his Mother’s arm, hiding his face there. As long as their father was there, they had nothing to worry about but after losing him, Harry decided to show his horrible colors. “I am sorry but no. But, don’t worry, I am here for you guys. I will take care of you,” She whispered, kissing the top of his head, fresh tears gleaming on her cheeks. It was hard because Harry continued to harass and come after her. Hoping that she would shatter but she never did. She was afraid of him and his obsession. She wanted to live with her sons but he continued to come after her.

Suddenly, this idea popped into his head. Instead of riddles, guessing whether Harry is still alive or not. "I'm not sure about father and mother, since they heard the name Paula. Even you are not allowed to go abroad anymore." "They're just as selfish as Aunt Paula. Just because we couldn't be together in the past?" At this time, Sarra didn't know what to do other than just wanting to catch up with her lover. Supportive parents have turned against them because they know Harry is Paula's son. "Sis, please! Help me talk to you!"

"Claire, you would do something this cruel just to win me back?" My mom shook her head desperately, her voice hoarse. "She did this, not me! David, please believe me! Lily has a high fever—please save her!" My dad stared at her coldly, nothing but distrust in his eyes. "A fever? That's just another one of your pity tricks. I don't want to see you anymore." He untied Sarah, picked her up, and left without looking back. The men exchanged glances. They came toward us with ugly intentions. One of them reached out and touched my mom's face. "Poor thing. Your husband doesn't want you anymore. How about we keep you company?"

"It's okay to be cautious after what happened with Clara, but just as there are bad mates, there are good ones too. You can't give up on the idea of a mate because of one bad experience." I scoffed internally. Clara’s betrayal wasn’t just a bad experience—it was a gaping wound I had barely managed to patch up. His casual dismissal of my pain felt like salt rubbed into an already tender scar. "But Dad…." "Enough!" His voice thundered through the room, cutting off my plea. His piercing gaze pinned me in place, and for a moment, I felt like a child being scolded again. "I have made my decision, and it's final. If you want my position, then you must do as I say."

He stopped going to school, he wouldn’t eat, he drank too much, and I swear if it hadn’t have been for the love of Harper at the time, my kid would have gone right off the rails. It's taken two long years for my kid to be the kid he used to be, and I still fret and worry that anything could send him over the edge. Me hooking up with Harper would definitely be the last straw. He’d never forgive me. How could he? Who would forgive their father for hooking up with their ex-girlfriend.

“But it’s over now. Nico’s back home again. I think that’s all that matters.” “And he’s doing a little better?” I asked fretfully. I knew that I shouldn’t have been pushing so hard, but I just needed to know. When I thought of that little boy all caught up in that cluster of IVs, it made my heart ache. I wasn’t even his mother, and I felt this keen urge to protect him. I couldn’t imagine what it must have been like for the people who were actually his parents. “He’s doing a little better,” Harry replied, and he covered his mouth as he yawned. “Sorry. I’m wiped. I’m going home after this. I just wanted to see you first.”

I had six months to catch up on every subject. Ever since Mark had run into trouble, Mom never showed her face again. She had stolen everything valuable in the house and disappeared. … Half a year later, I was accepted into the best university in the country. Ian, on the other hand, had already dropped out and ended up in a dead-end position at Dad's company. He spent his days messing around with Scarlett and leeching off Dad. Mark arranged a celebration banquet for me at the city's finest hotel. Because it was just a family dinner, we kept it small and just had a casual meal together.

“Send her to a healer! We don’t know where the brat came from, so he might have infected her with something!” Before leaving, Jacob gave me a cold glare and snapped at me, “Throw that brat away, or else!” I understood his threat all too well. After everyone left, I bandaged the trembling pup’s injured leg. Molly had almost broken it. What a witch. “Don’t be scared. I won’t abandon you.” I held it gingerly and tried not to cry. “You’re my pup and the only family I have from now on. Once you get better, we’ll leave the pack together.”