Hogwarts Watches Harry's Worst Memories Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

"When you get your memories back, will you regret this?" His gaze held mine. "I don't regret any decision I've made." "Even if my memories return, I won't change my mind. Monday. I expect you at the Mark Removal Center. Don't be late." I nodded. "Fine." He didn't say another word and turned to leave. My head was a mess, but old habits kicked in and I instinctively moved to walk him out. I tripped on the edge of the rug. "Careful." A force caught me around the waist and pulled me back.

It’s weird that Harry who has always been particular about time would waste it just by standing there and stare at her for a whole minute. “I’m waiting for my wife, what else am I doing?” He replied softly, almost soothing, God she hates it when he does that! It affects her so much that she was thankful the curtain was closed and the room was dim. “Who’s your wife?” She replied in the most sarcastic tone she could do. She keeps her gaze upwards and sometimes sneak a few peeks at Harry. “Oh my, my wife seems to suffer a memory loss. Maybe it’s high time for me to remind her who she belongs to. After all, it’s not like i have other wife than you, love.”

Whether he was Morgan or Draco, she didn't want him in her life anymore. Morgan raised his hand to wipe away her tears; he just couldn't keep seeing her crying so hysterically and heartbroken. But when she saw his action, she flinched and backed away from him with her eyes filled with fear. His pupils shrank violently as he stared at her. ‘She was afraid of him. Did she think he would hurt her?’ He thought.

She has managed to put together a collection of all of the Coven's memories of the day to be able to show Aurora everything that really happened. It starts with them kidnapping Hazel and torturing her. I catch her eye as we watch that part but she does not flinch as she watches the replay of her torture. Instad, she stares at me and sends a silent thank you that I appreciate. She really did not deserve any of that nor did the other witches. As Aurora and Amanda watch the memory, I can practically feel their incredulous expressions. Once it reaches the part where I storm the house to get to Hazel the entire room has fallen silent. Aurora gasps when it shows me standing up to Simonetta without

He told his pack members that she was a rogue who needed help. For months, Harry took care of Maya. He hired the best doctors and healers. He sat by her bed every day, talking to her and hoping she would wake up. And slowly, Harry fell in love with the unconscious woman he was caring for. What Harry didn't know was that Maya's memory loss wasn't just from her injuries. Ariana had used a special spell on Maya before the attack. Luna had given Ariana a memory-blocking potion. If anyone discovered their plan, Ariana could use the potion to make them forget everything they saw.

Even the cottage Cass… I stopped myself from saying his name. Even in my mind. He was a traitor, and he ruined whatever good memories I had left of my life. “Are you okay?” Harry asked, looking concerned. “Yes, I am. I just had a very bad memory.” “Don’t worry. Once you taste my cooking, all bad memories will disappear,” he joked and served me some stew. “Thank you, Harry. You really don’t know what you’ve done for me.”

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

“What did he do to her? I couldn’t really tell from what I saw. It’s just like, one day she was her and the next she was someone else.” Haldir scowled in pain as he recalled the days in Savannah, then he closed his eyes. “He stole her memories. She was…she was beyond all hope, destroyed. Teddy made a mistake, but…” Haldir closed his eyes and sighed before looking back to her. “You have to believe me when I tell you he was only trying to help her. Once the damage was done though, it was too late to take back. She can’t ever be made whole again, not even if he releases her from the spell he holds over her.”

“If you really intend to get gory with it.” “I do,” she said softly. “Sigrid called. Harry has woken. They are crazed with grief and are trying to feed the body of Jules Edison with blood, convinced that they can bring him back. The people who hurt Harry like that will pay. I will make sure of it.” “In that case, back to your spell with you,” he patted her arse. “Leave the torture chamber to me. I’ll have it ready for when you need it.” “Thank you.” She paused. “Do you think you could arrange for restraints to be fitted to the walls? Or cages like the Van Helsings used? I want to make them watch.”

It was the book of black magic, filled with black spells that could end us all if wielded in the powerful hands. And once ny father knew how to use it to his advantage, we were all doomed. The sound of the pages flipping impatiently filled the room as two guards stood beside him while Hazel and I watched him search for what he had no business with. From the corner of my eye, I saw Hazel fidget in her stand. She tried to pretend like she was okay, but the memories of her suffering plagued me everytime I blinked. She didn't deserve that punishment. And because of that, I would make my father's death a painfully slow one.