How It Should Have Ended Harry Potter Novels & Stories

His eyes, once filled with malicious intent, now reflected pure terror. Harry emerged from the shadows, holding a gleaming dagger. He brought it to us, the three Lucas family members, and spoke with a chilling calmness. "Shall I do it, or will one of you?" His words were harsh, but we understood the gravity behind them. Firstly, Roy had to die; otherwise, this nightmare would never end. Secondly, despite everything, Roy was our family, and Harry respected our decision in this final moment.

I heard him whisper, “Ivy, this time I’ll protect you, no matter what.” I couldn’t tell if it was a dream or reality. As for Harry, his company was over. The bank had come to collect his debts. Harry lost his house and everything. He was homeless and penniless. Teresa was with the werewolf she had cheated on with, but Harry found her. He pushed her down the stairs, and she lost the pup. When she came out of the healing center, she stabbed Harry. Harry died in her arms, and she was sent to a madhouse.

His words felt like nails scratching in my head, increasing my irritation and anger both, “You are dumber than me. Do you really think that you can get to Alessio by harming me?” Harry shook his head with a wide grin, “No. He is going to lose his mate to a tragedy. Then maybe he will go mad. Maybe he will go in depression. Whatever the case will be, we will enjoy it and have fun.” “Oh my god…” I groaned, cringing, “seriously? Do you think this is some kind of TV drama where you can take over the reign of a nation by killing a girl that hero is paired with?” Harry narrowed his eyes. “You don’t need to be concerned about that.”

At last, everything is over. The End

He simply remained silent, allowing Rose to release everything she had been holding inside. The dark circles beneath his eyes were clearly visible under the pale light. I didn't know how many nights it had been since any of us had truly slept. "I've lost people in this case too," Harry said. "And I really want to put an end to it. But I need both of you. So... stop crying and let's talk about our next move." His words hung in the air. They weren't dramatic. They weren't exaggerated. Because they were spoken so honestly, they carried even more weight.

The elder was speechless and he said helplessly, “But there aren't any other ways. Why don’t we pretend to surrender and look for an opportunity to escape when there’s a chance to? We don’t know if any of the elders from our pavilion had already broken through into the second-grade ultimate god-level. It would be great if there were!” “It’s useless even if they’ve already broken through. Unless they appear now, wouldn’t our death be definite? We need to resolve this imperative issue!” Harry had a darkened expression on his face as he felt that it was embarrassing to surrender but he was unconvinced to die just like this. Dying was a tragic reality for him now as he had just broken through to

He's right but I love to argue, "But if he kills her, he doesn't have an escape anymore." "How much do you wanna bet he kills her in the end?" "I say he won't and he turns himself in so $20." "$20 it is." He smiled and we went back to watching. The movie ended with him never getting caught and they lived happily together and had a son. He sighed, "A bit of sour ending, after they got together I was expecting something along the lines of murder-suicide." "How is that sour? That's sweet." I argued. He turned to me and smiled, it made me feel conscious of myself, I couldn't look at him but looking anywhere else made me feel weird.

" He waves his hands and a high-ranked knight entered the room. The King look at us for the last time before taking his leave, probably got to fetch the Queen and go back home to the palace. The Duchess hugged me before leading me to my room, the Duke needs to go back to the hall first to officially end the celebration tonight. While walking to my room, I look coldly at the black and ball-shaped piece of crap floating on my headspace. I realize the crisis that I need to face with my palm as it tried to run away from me. Of course, I wouldn't let him get out of my sight. After catching its body, I hold it tightly. "Host! The system prevents this kind of malpractice and violence!" It struggle

"If she can pull it off. We'll all be free" "That's weird coming from you of all persons," said Maria from her stand near the beds. "Why is that?" "Because of all the humans here, you've been the most comfortable. You never once agreed to enact any plan to leave. Even siding with Belle" Harry folds his hands, shrugging. "It was the right thing to do at the time" his gaze darkened. "Hades needs to die. Sooner rather than later" "I don't like this one bit," Jane says throwing up her hands. "And by the looks of it, you've already convinced yourself of what to do"

I stretched a weak arm toward him. He flicked the lighter on. A flame burst to life, yellow and bright. It lit up his face from below, casting shadows across his jaw and making his eyes gleam. I stared into those eyes and realized with a brutal, awful certainty: nothing I said would change what was about to happen. Still, I couldn’t stop trying. Not when it was my child. “Harry,” I whispered, my voice cracking again. “Please… please don’t do this.” His lips twitched, but not in kindness. “Goodbye, Mom,” he said quietly, the words final.