Severus Harry Novels & Stories

He refused to be swayed by what he perceived as a magical manipulation. Severus, however, found himself entangled in a web of conflicting realities. He couldn’t untangle it, couldn’t reconcile the man before him with the man he had known. Just a few weeks ago, before the cataclysmic war, Perseus had kissed his wife, Eleanor, with a tenderness that spoke of profound love, making Severus swear, with solemn gravity, to protect her.

I purred. Her eyes lit up, "Caden you know just what makes me happy. I'll be quick," she says making her way toward the pack house and I couldn't help but smile. As I made my way out of the crowd to a quieter section near the edge of the ceremony grounds, my eyes caught what was unbelievable. I saw Tyrion, Alpha Bastian's son, on his knees behind a cluster of bushes. His head was bobbing rhythmically as he eagerly worked his mouth over the hard length of a boy from what looked like Firstfell pack.

According to Seb’s calculations, nobody would be able to evade his attack, no matter how impressive they were. Nobody would be able to escape being heavily injured or dead after getting bitten by his dear pet. He didn’t think that his well-laid plan would have no effect at all. Cold shivers ran down his spine. “There’s a sorcerer of the South Sea named Kylen Moreno, right?” Harvey turned around before looking curiously at Seb. “That’s my senior. How do you know his name?” Seb froze in confusion. His senior was very well-known, but he had never recovered ever since he was defeated by the Head Coach on the battlefield.

Her silver eyes gleamed in the fading light, and the sight of her, standing cold and unyielding, tore at his heart. Harrion looked straight at Maxton, a smirk plastered on his face knowing the effect of Georgia on him, and knowing that Georgia would not break this time. Maxton clenched his fist and was determined to rip Harrion’s face the moment he gets to him. But Severus interrupted his grim thoughts and plans on Harrion. “Maxton,” he called and he glanced at him. “Do not worry about Harrion, go for the girl,” he reminded him and Maxton nodded.

Max’s POV I had one hell of a day. I was sore, but nothing that the sweet Minerva Jones cannot fix. She whipped me up something from her little portable drawer like bag of potions and dropped a few of it’s yellow content in my tea. She reminded me of professor Snape from my favorite sequel, Harry Potter. The only difference was, miss Minerva was a happy soul. Snape was grumpy.

Sleep eluded me that night. Every time I closed my eyes, his face materialized: those storm-gray eyes, that cruel, beautiful mouth. The way he had looked at me, as if I were something he yearned to shatter, or devour. I struck the thin mattress beneath me. "Stop it," I hissed, my voice a ragged whisper. "He called you a half-blood like it was a disease. He's not your enemy. He's not anything."

Worse still, after Severus’ arm was chopped off, he began acting very strange. There must be something wrong with it. However, Draco was already delirious and he was going to turn back into a Nine-Headed Serpent at that moment. Hence, Severus did not have time to ask him what happened. The battle was about to start soon. Everyone on Gold Peak stared fixedly at the sky. David faced the four partial Eternal Realms alone, and he could even stay so carefree and calm. Countless youngsters felt like they were burning with anger.

Harry didn’t realize that Seb needed his love. Harry gave him all the things to divert his mind, but forgot to give his attention, his love. Harry realized that thing after around 1 year. However, he got late in realizing that thing. Harrison came to know that now Sebastian, was locked in a shell. He tried to mend his mistakes and got a little success after around 8 months, when Seb talked to him for the 1st time after waking up from the coma. Harry understood his mistakes, and he tried to give his full time to his son only. Many told him to remarry, but he denied to everyone. Sanjeev was his constant support in all these years.

But when Selene stared at him, he followed their teacher. "OHH MYYY..." The whisper of the girls created a bee's sound around the classroom as they saw the hidden treasure behind that black hoodie jacket. "Severus D'First. That's my name. Don't ask where I came from because I'm not interested in answering that." Severus spoke coldly and he looked at the students emotionless. The pupils of his eyes looked like a shiny raven's feather. His shaggy eyebrows and small red lips made him so handsome. His full face was blessed with attraction matched with some hair that blocked his face.

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.