Novel & Cerita Sad Harry Potter Deaths

“How?” “I’m here.” His words make me smile, but the deep sadness still doesn't go away. I'm not sure it ever will. "What about your mom?" he asks. I sigh. “She also died in a car accident. When I was a baby.” He cringes. “That’s a messed up coincidence.” “...Yeah.” Was it a coincidence? “Headmaster Stroud said he wouldn’t be surprised if my father is actually alive.” I shake my head at the moon.

And without the family's affection, Susie dispensed with her disguises too. Suddenly, she was no longer that sweet, delicate princess—she was hysterical and ranting every day about how her parents were now stubborn and at Harry for exposing her, making her lose everything. It was another episode with each passing day, with broken furniture and insults slung even at Wanda. Harry also changed after learning about the real reason Susie died in his last life—he locked himself in his room, drinking in silence. Mick was utterly bewildered, but he couldn't do anything about his own son.

They survived countless power struggles, schemes, and assassination attempts together. Yet today, he had fallen victim to her heartlessness. As the memories flashed through her mind like a torrent, Bella found her face entirely drenched in tears. Harry had initially been gloating over Josiah's death. But never in his wildest dreams did he expect that it would shatter Bella to this extent. With the eyes of the entire court locked onto him, he could only grit his teeth and try to intervene again. "Bella, since he's already gone, we should arrange the burial so he can finally rest in peace…"

"He's killed many werewolves. Too many to count. If Ben already had a grudge against Harry then he would be ruthless if he found out about him being a werewolf. They would be in grave danger." "So Oscar warned us," Ace said. "And we thought nothing of it. We didn't think Ben knew about us. We didn't think we had to worry. But we were wrong and shit hit the fan." "Literally," Kal muttered. "And it ended up Harry beating Ben to death. It was not pretty." "How the hell did this not get mentioned before?" Indianna gasped. Harry narrowed his eyes. "I don't go around announcing to people that I've killed someone. Especially since the brother of the person I killed goes our school."

She said excitedly, "You're such a good kid. You're a lot better than Peder, that rascal. You still came to visit me, unlike them!" Harry immediately tensed up. His mouth fell open, and his jaw dropped to the floor. He would have instantly shoved her aside if only he dared to do it! "Grandma! Mom and Dad were killed!" he exclaimed, choking as he went straight to the point. When Calithra heard that, her face immediately fell. She let go of Harry at once and exclaimed, "What did you just say? Peder is dead? And Willow too?" Harry nodded hard. Resentment appeared in his eyes as he said, "Mom was killed, and then Dad used the son of the Young family as a hostage. But I think that he's also dead

Howard rushed to me, grabbing me by the arms, “Ginny, talk to me! What happened?! Who died?!” “It was an accident.” I whimpered, clutching his shirt like a child, “I didn’t mean to, I swear I didn’t mean to push her! She hit her head, and then she just… She stopped moving and… And K… Kevin saw everything and now he’s making me… He’s making me do all these things…” “Who? Who died, Ginny?” “Kevin’s mother!” I screamed, “She’s dead! I killed her!” The words echoed through the room like a gunshot. Howard froze as his entire body went still. Then slowly, with a visible effort, he detached my hands from his chest and took a step back. His face was a mask, no shock, no horror, just calculating sile

The drug, often associated with illegal use as a stimulant, suggested that both women might have suffered the same horrifying experiences before their deaths. He made a note of the dates: Natalie Wayne was murdered exactly five years after Mirriam Strauss's death. He put the documents aside and pulled out another document with a man's name, "Peter Weasley" written on it. He scanned the contents of the records before comparing the records of the three victims.

"We had no choice, Harry! If we come back there, we'll be dead, too!" Harry cursed and let him go before he turned his back on him and the man sighed in relief, but what followed after had me screaming and covering my ears. Because he just shot the man in the head without hesitation and his blood splattered on the ground. The other two kneeled on the ground and begged for their lives. Harry kept on cursing and he kicked anything on his way. I kept my breathing even and steady as my eyes tried not to look at the dead body lying a few steps away from me. And Zella did not help by calling me a weakling and a coward because of my reaction.

“Because she was there with me.” “I remember,” Meguitte whispered, her heart aching for them. “I remember Harry. It wasn’t your fault. You couldn’t have anticipated what happened, that the sword would go through you into her… No one could anticipate that.” Harry leaned their forehead down to hers, and their tears struck her cheek. “It’s foolish to cry over a single death after so long,” they said thickly. “But… some deaths affect your future more than others.” “I know,” Meguitte murmured. She was trying to avoid one of those deaths. “I know.”

Then she said, “She’s Harry’s first wife. She was his fated mate, Emma.” I nodded silently. “And the child?” “His firstborn and the strongest of his lineage. It was very unfortunate how their lives ended. They both died in a car accident. Harry barely made it out alive, but after losing his mate and his puppy, he wanted to die, because he was the one driving. After that, Harry changed. He let himself be enveloped by darkness.” “Mom, are you sure they both died?” My mother frowned. “What are you talking about?”