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He paused, then added quietly, “Protect Arabella. Even if it means breaking protocol.” Marcus bowed his head. “Yes, sir.” As Marcus left the room, Harry took a deep breath, unlocked his tablet, then shut the screen again. He sat back in his chair, eyes no longer vacant. They were full of intent. And if Adam truly dared to resurface… Harry Anderson was done playing nice.

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.

― 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.

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.

"Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it." ― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter, and the Deathly Hallows * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy I unlocked the door and hold it open so the girls could get in. After having lunch and getting desserts with the girls, I felt bad for leaving Nat alone at home so we had cut our Christmas shopping short and gone home afterward.

TERTIARY ADMINISTRATOR: MARCUS KNIGHT Inside the vault Marcus laughed loudly. “Well.” He looked at the screens. “Looks like I’m back in the game.”

Rhys gazed at Markus with a raised brow. He was the last person he expected to see at an event in another country. "Davenport and I go way back," Markus answered, his eyes flickering briefly to Hermione, who was staring at him with well-practiced surprise. A subtle smirk tugged at his lips. "And this must be the famous Hermione Huxley." Rhys turned. “Hermione, this is Markus Vancroft. CEO of Vancroft Automation."

Behind her​, Victoria sa‍t on a low lea​ther stool, guarded by Marcus, too exhausted and broke​n to e‍ven c​ry. "Whe‍re is H​arri‍son?" a‍sked a sharp⁠-feat‍ured man on the ce⁠nter scr‌een, Lord Alistair, the board’s s‍enior advisor. "He‌ was supposed to conclude⁠ the asset rec‌over⁠y hours ago."

Sir Harry was a man in his forties, with dark brown hair and a padlock-shaped beard, his eyes were black as night, but if you looked closely you could see the goodness in them; The man entered the Winchesters' drawing room where Lady Elizabeth and Sir Jones were waiting. Good evening, I am Harry Macmillan and I have come to lend my support in finding the midnight killer ...