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Her eyes widened when she heard is words. "Harry tried committing suicide. Don't tell me your brother didn't tell you anything after all he wasn't letting you attend any trial." She stepped with wide eyes shaking her head. "H-Harry no. Your lying right. SAY THAT YOUR LYING." She grabbed his collar roughly shaking him but it did not affect him as he stood there like a rock. "Say that it's not true I beg you please." He grabbed her wrists roughly before jerking her towards him. "It's true Rose you succeeded in that famous line 'If he can't be mine he will be no ones' Doctors have already given up on him saying that he don't want to wake up. And soon his remaining alive system might give up as

“As far as he’s concerned, Selena Fortezza is a traumatized bride likely hidden under police protection somewhere.” His eyes settled on me carefully. “He will not expect her.” And that terrified me more than I wanted to admit because Salvatore was right. Draco had no reason to notice me, I was nobody to him. Just another grieving woman caught in the crossfire. But the thought of standing near him again made my pulse quicken uneasily. I still remembered his face outside the cathedral, emotionless beneath flashing police lights. He was a monster wrapped in elegance. “What happens if he catches me?” I asked quietly.

Hearing the familiar voice, Harry pursed his lips, attempting to hold back a sob. Charlotte tsked. "Oh boy, here we go again." Harry burst into tears while Charlotte burst into laughter, leaving Griffith speechless. "Li'l Harry, what's wrong?" Griffith said. Gasping for breath between sobs, Harry finally managed to say, "Bad lady, Uncle's wife..." "Slow down." "The bad lady kidnapped Harry!" Oh, he even knew the term 'kidnapping.' Leaning back, Charlotte watched Harry in amusement, curious about what he would say next.

"You can't blame us for not having a sense of awareness of him." "Let's not forget that we had a party here, dad." I added quickly, hoping that would let dad be pacified. I hated it when he was mad at us. It was our birthday, I didn't want it to end on bad note though it seemed like there was no way we could avoid that now. "The dark wizard has left." Dad announced as if we already didn't know of that and started crying. I didn't think that I had ever seen dad cry and watching him do that broke my heart more than I felt when Mia always insisted that she hated us.

This spell always worked for Harry Potter - most of the times. So much for being a descendant of the Sun God! I was running out of time. I needed to do something. There was no escape. I couldn't outrun him. I couldn't even if I tried, because my ankle got hurt when I fell. I closed my eyes tightly. He was so close to me now. This was It! It was the end of Hazel Valentine! I braced myself for impact! I wish I never Fucking left the car and followed Zander into these stupid woods, I thought to myself.

• When i get inside my house,i make an ice coffee with popcorns to watch Harry Potter. I'm basically obsessed with Harry Potter.Like first of all,how is Tom Riddle so hot? I know he's a Villain and very toxic but if he gave a chance i would take it. Anyway,I call Kayla to check if she's arrived at her house already or not. "Hey Kayla" "Hey wassup"She said with her chirpy cheery tone. "Are you alone?" "Yea why?" "I was talking to Hayden like asking him some questions and now he's mad at me...I don't even know what i did to make him so pissed at me."

’ Of course, the little boy didn’t know that he was dead, and it took weeks for me to make him believe it. He only believed it once he finally realised that she could not see or hear him once Lilly arrived home. The poor kid cried and cried but refused to cross over. Harry swore that he’d never leave his mummy. Harry’s death is still fresh in everyone’s mind due to the fact it’s only been five months. I wonder if that’s what’s wrong with Lilly right now. She’d want her little boy here for her wedding, and he will be, in spirit, at least.

Then back at her. Absolutely not. Harry was my younger cousin. Twenty-three. Rich, reckless, and had the attention span of a goldfish. He’d been kicked out of two colleges for fighting, and last I heard he was “investing” in crypto by day and racing motorcycles by night. He flirted with anything that breathed and left a trail of crying girls behind him. And Shula, my Shula, who blushed at the word ‘virgin’, was practically vibrating at the sound of his name.

LOLA I opened my eyes again,in another darkness but even though I'm no longer myself, like who will be when trapped inside a never ending nightmare. I can't believe I will one day feel like a lost puppy, I'm actually crying for my mummy, right now I just want to go home. Memories of the lady I just saw kept coming back, that was the cruelest way to kill someone, having your own heart dug out of your chest while you are still breathing, just thinking about it makes me want to gudge, without a second thought I started throwing up, I vomited everything inside my stomach, this made me very week that I found it very difficult to see clearly,the world started spinning very fast like in those time

Because it's a sofa bed we're sitting on, we can also lie down, it's a good thing there's a pillow here, so it's like we're in his room and watching. “This is nice. Are you enjoying it?” I heard Zion's question beside me. “Yes, thank you,” I replied sparingly. As time goes on I get more carried away with the scenes that happen in the movie and I know Zion is the same. All of us have the same experience, no parent. The only difference is that Harry Potter didn’t have a known parent, Zion died the same parent as I died the mother at a young age. How tragic because we still have to experience that to get to where we are today. We have now finished two Harry Potter series and are unconsciously d