Montague Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Bruce asks me. I shake my head. "I could use a ride if you don't mind. I am not sure I am ready to drive today," I say. I know I am not ready to drive. "I can take you, but first, I have to tell you something. I made some calls while you were sorting through some things. I wanted to give you some space. I found both of your uncles. They own a little magic shop in New Orleans. It is called Elemental Magic," Bruce says.

“Nope, I just missed you” This guy, 100% is going to tease me. His eyes meet mine, for a second I feel insecure because I haven't showered and undoubtedly when he looks at me like this, I look really ugly. I could never look at him for long, I turned my gaze to the plastic bag he was carrying, there are apples and oranges there. “Is it only you who missed me or I have anyone else? I guess they don’t care” I replied. Arthur giggles hearing me say that.

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

She followed Harry with her gaze as he sat on the couch, between them was a small glass table. “Today is my birthday,” Harry started, his voice soft and gentle. Margot almost laughed at his statement. She suddenly regretted giving him another chance to speak. “I know. You’re not getting any younger. How old are you today? Oh, you’re thirty. An adult, but still acting like a clueless guy who thinks he can have several women in his bed even after getting married,” she commented and laughed dryly, crossing her legs and folding her arms on her chest.

"Never mind, it must have slipped my mind. That’s the only explanation, since this matter is known only to Yolanda and me. But when did I tell you? Was it when I was drunk?" "Yeah, I think so," I replied, diving into my acting role. "Wow, I really need to cut back on the drinking. My behavior gets worse. Luckily, I told you and not some stranger, or they would have been terrified." "So?" "So? Oh, right, you were asking if I was desperate, right?" Harry tried to recall the moment. "Actually, I was quite desperate at the time. After your family wiped out mine, I barely escaped. I fled to an unfamiliar place, not knowing if I would run into more enemies or stronger foes. Life was tough, I had t

I blurted all of that out pretty quickly without taking a breath and then found myself panting a little when I was done. “What?” Maggie asked, as soon as I was done speaking, which didn’t surprise me. I was kind of feeling that way myself. “A wood nymph?” She said it like she’d never heard of it either. “Yeah. A wood nymph. At least, that’s what Francis Flamingo called him. She said his name is Harold.” Maggie was silent for a moment. I checked to make sure I hadn’t accidentally hung up my magical phone, but we were still connected. “Hello?”

Montague then let out a giggle as she mentioned her plans to her husband, to which her husband happily agreed. “That is great! I have been wanting to meet Damian and Excami’s for a long time. Did you know that your names are always their topic?” Mr. Montague said and let out a loud laugh as he closed his laptop and handed it over to one of the maids and ordered her to put it at their bedroom night table.

“Harry…” “Do you want me to come to your hotel again? Look at you, a shameless toad lusting after a swan. Do you even look at yourself in the mirror? With such a big and abnormal potbelly that jiggles disgustingly, a fat face and body that stink. Do you think you are anything special? If it weren’t for your money, no one would spare a glance at you. How dare you tell me to come over after tricking me and acting so wickedly to me? So disgusting!” Harry disparages coldly.

I gave her a small smile and a slight nod, subtle enough for them not to notice. “Montague,” she answered, glancing back at him. He looked through for a moment before his eyes widened. “Holy fuck. You’re the one who won the gamma competition this year,” he exclaimed. “You have quite the following… me included. I didn’t recognize you dressed so gorgeously.”

"Come in." Harry Montgomery, once known as Harry Hart, walks in. When I became Alpha, I adopted Harry and his older sister, Aisha, into my pack as my family unit. Now, Aisha is the Alpha Female of the Wolfguard Pack, married and mated to Morris, and Harry is my most trusted right-hand man. He's in his early twenties now, and I sent him to the best business university out there. He's intelligent and capable, and since I have no children of my own, I'm considering nominating him as the next Alpha of my pack, whenever that happens.