Saddest Harry Potter Headcanons Novels & Stories

Whether Harry thought Cole had suffered enough or simply didn’t want to waste more time on him, he swiftly twisted Cole’s head off, leaving a decapitated and dismembered corpse. The hall now held two lifeless bodies. Those who had been eager to play heroes stood paralyzed, perhaps fearing they might be next. Even the heads of the Lucas family couldn’t bring themselves to look me in the eye. They understood that even if they gathered the remaining werewolves in the clan, they wouldn’t stand a chance against me, Harry, and the two high-ranking magicians.

" Henry lowered his gaze. He felt as if his heart was ruthlessly torn apart, sending a searing pain through him. He knew that everyone would have to eventually grow old and die. Yet, he couldn't help but feel sorrow. Of course, he also felt hatred. No matter what, he would catch the person who did this to Moira! Harry sighed again. "I've always thought that they could see my child being born. Then, they could hear the child calling them 'great grandpa' and 'great grandma.'" With that, Harry couldn't help but purse his lips. After calming down, he said, "But now … I'm scared for real. I'm worried that … the day won't ever come."

said Astrid wiping the tears on Albus's face. "I'm sorry, Astrid." “It's okay, Albus. I wanted death for a long time because I hated life. When did I start to love life? I never know that I have started to love life itself because Draco comes into my life. Who would have thought that my death would be given by the person I love the most? This is really an irony,” said Astrid, shedding tears and smiling sadly. “I don't know whether you can communicate with The Heart of Magic or not. If The Heart of Magic can synergize with you, who knows miracles happen," said Albus.

And despite everything I did for her, Sharon still plotted to end my life. There was no way I would make the same mistake again. Harry looked up at me, his expression one of calculated vulnerability. "If I don't get into university, my father will force me into some dead-end factory job to support us. I really want to keep studying. Please, this would be like saving my life. I'll do anything to repay you." Sharon's frustration boiled over. "Are you really trying to drive Harry to his death before you stop?" I took several steps back, wanting distance from their escalating intensity, as if it could somehow contaminate me.

As a new song comes on Dominic was dancing with another girl who’s name I don’t remember and Anna was dancing with Bane and a few other couples crowded the floor. “I never intended to kill you out there,” Charles stated, as he turned us around. I rolled my eyes internally and kept a fake smile on my lips. “You’re a beautiful girl, Caliana. It’s such a shame my brother never wanted you to live,” Charles said. As I stared into his eyes I saw he was telling the truth. Harry wants me to die. “Why?” I couldn’t stop how my voice trembled as I fought back the tears. “I’ve told you already. I don’t like repeating myself,” He muttered.

Harry declared. Black's head jerked back slightly. The young wolf's gaze had changed before their very eyes. The softness and youthful warmth that Harry's gaze usually exuded had disappeared entirely, replaced only by emptiness. A nervous spasm shook the underside of the Mad One's eye, and he snarled without realizing it. It was already intolerable for him to know that Harry had left his soul mate unprotected. Moreover, it was inconceivable to him that a bond already formed should be broken, let alone when one of them was in mortal danger. He clenched his jaws, unsure whether to strike Harry or try to comfort him.

Harry knew what was coming next even though he didn't want to hear it. "She doesn't have much time left to live." _____________________________________ Ok, don't come at me with your baseball bats lol. For those who think I will change my ending, it wouldn't happen. I will end the story the way I had planned. The story is going on with the flow from the very start that I had decided and it will end with the same flow. I can't change anything. Just be patient. No one will be disappointed in the end. So Harry's bad time is starting. Get ready with your tissues next few chapters will make you cry a lot.

“This is far beyond anything that words can fix. Do you understand the damage that you have done in seeking to maximize your appearance as hero to the supernatural rather than act like one? This all stems back to the decision by you to let this war happen, rather than to grind it out the moment that it started. And then to stand by whilst the Van Helsings occupied this land, so that when you stepped forth it would be to grand effect. You have sacrificed members of your pack, to whom you owe service, in the pursuit of glory. And now, your followers have destroyed my sibling and their mate in seeking you out.” “Sigrid… Can’t… Breathe,” he gripped at her hand, seeking to drag her thumb back and

Could they have left already? At that moment, an unexplainable sadness filled his heart. Henry felt as if he had lost a significant person. He was experiencing a throbbing headache. A severe pain lingered in his head, and he felt extremely miserable. Argh! He roared. Some previously unseen images began to flash back in his mind. It was a similarly massive fire. The difference was that those images contained voices of fearful cries and screams. "Harry!" "Harry!" Henry nearly collapsed when those voices appeared in his head.

Sebastian easily caught me by the arm and all of us watched Soren spiral. “It can’t be true! It can’t! Because if then… If then… Having no soul is basically…” Soren has let go of the sorcerer and is now pulling his hair with his widened crazed eyes. He faced us with a horrified expression as he mumbled, “Dead.” I couldn’t help but pity him so I walked to Soren and yanked to hug him, burying his head by the crook of my neck to release a calming scent. The moment I did, he started crying and sobbing. His hands unconsciously hugged me.