Slytherin Harry Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Harry's fingers tightened around my arm, his nails digging into my skin. "Answer me!" he growled. "Do you really know how to talk?" I frantically nodded my head, my eyes welling up with tears. I knew that one wrong move could seal my fate. "Speak!" Harry's voice was low and menacing, his grip on my arm tightening like a vice. "I want to hear that voice again." I swallowed hard, my voice trembling as I begged, "Please, please, I can speak. Don't do anything to me." My eyes were fixed on Harry's, pleading for mercy.

The same one sitting on the side of my ribs. Always. We got the tattoo because of Severus Snape. Well, not him but his quote. I used to read the Potter books to the boys. I stole the first one from a bookstore randomly one day and fell in love with the story. For a couple of hours, I could escape from my sorry ass life and into Harry's. I couldn't stop talking about it and after some convincing got the boys to read the first book. The boys gave me the rest of the series for my next birthday. And I read the rest of the books to them.Jem loved the Weasley twins. Hunter thought Snape should be fired and Ryder thought Dumbledore was the real villain. Shade had a crush on Ginny and came to pity t

“Trust me, Alex isn’t bad, and enough of the Slytherin bashing. Plus, you’re the one wearing the skin of the humans’ belief in the good mage.” Siobhanny covered her face with her hands and burst into sobs. “How could I’ve been so wrong, prejudiced, fill in your own boring blank?” She peeked up through her — crocodile — tears, and I crossed my arms. “It’s almost like sorcereses haven’t been waging war with mages for centuries or being attacked by wolves.” I snorted. “When were you attacked by a wolve?” Harry’s robes bled into a scarlet hood, when a wicker basket now swung over a slender arm. I gaped at the butthole LLRH, as she slyly studied me back.

My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.

Alexander grabbed his collar angrily. “Keep your tone down” Harry removed his hand from him and said splitting fire. “This cheap characterless daughter of yours deserves not one but many slaps. In fact I wanted to kill this slut.” He moved forward and clutched her wrist hard. Her bangles broke due to his harsh treatment causing her to wince in pain. “Harry, you are hurting me”

“I know who you are but I have no evidence yet to prove it.” Selin laughed. “Are you okay? Well, I guess I am right you are also seeing another person in me. But just like what you said no PROOF.” A seductive smile was painted on her face. Harry felt insulted but he should not even touch even her single hair strand or else his grave would wait for him. Harry’s fist were trembling in anger as he noticed how she smiled towards him. It was pure evil and a bloomed devil wa snow in front of him.

Chloe said angrily and Harry knew if she wasn’t tied, she would have charged towards Finn and give him the beating of his life. “Oh Barbie. I didn’t entirely use you..I mean, I didn’t have sex with you. I was planning to actually but it will be an abomination you know..”Finn said calmly and this time around, Harry couldn’t hold myself and charged towards him but his men were fast to stop him. “Leave me alone. Let me teach the idiot a lesson. You enjoyed playing with my sister’s heart didn’t you?” Harry said angrily trying to free himself from the men’s grip.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically. " What nonsense Davina ! " said the boy and moved away. " S...Sorry ... Stathis ." said the girl. Stathis didn't say anything just raised his hands in to show it's okay. Davina then turned back to Cynthia and Ada to apologize. She looked a bit embarrassed. She was about to say sorry that Cynthia and Ada spoke together smiling, " It's okay muggle's won't understand." This made Davina smile. " OH Great, New potter heads in Tombstone high. By the way am Davina a Slytherin., s he said.

I closed my eyes, releasing the pain. "Suck it hard, Emilia...Oh...that's it. You're doing great..." Harry's voice echoed again and it set me up on fire. Elena was gone... I was completely drunk as I threw things against the wall. They were too busy to get distracted by the noise I made. I don't know why I'm getting this angry when I know the fact that Harry isn't mine. I belong to somebody else. And it's so wrong loving my boyfriend's best friend but I don't think I fucking care anymore! I just want him. I want HARRY. I want him right now. Not some on another bitch! I should be the one saying those things! HE BELONGS TO ME!