Slytherin Harry Potter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Aadhira was reluctant, but she can’t go anywhere because Harry was having a firm grip on her hand. “Mom,” Seb called her softly on which she looks towards him with teary eyes. Her grip was getting strong around Harry’s arm, who was just rubbing her arm to calm her down. Syl was not able to say even a word because he never imagined in his dream that she can be alive. Suddenly he starts chuckling shamelessly even after getting this much torture and look towards Aadhira with an evil smirk. Aadhira just wanted to throw up after seeing his appearance and his disgusting gaze. Harry becomes angry after seeing him and hides Aadhira in his embrace so she will not start panicking.

"Just updating Selene on her *responsibilities*," Harry emphasizes the word. "I will take my leave. Oh, and Selene," Harry turns to the female. "Be ready for the coronation on Friday." Selene is seething. How could the sweet, gentle Harry be so conniving? Had she been blind to his manipulations? She curls her fist around the cup. She lifts the drink to her lips, enjoying the colors sparkle as they touch her lips. A sweet, burning taste flows down her throat. Soon, the drink takes effect, numbing her complicated feelings.

I whispered, sensually tracing her earlobes with my tongue. "They're consequences that come with hugging a man that isn't your mate. So, next time be careful not to get caught with your so-called friend." My voice was low and threatening. Kissing her softly beside her mouth, I said, "You're my slave, so act like it." With that, I left the room. I could feel Nyx's eyes sending daggers through my head, but I could only care less. The anger and frustration were still boiling inside me, and I knew I needed to calm down before I did something I regretted.

Harry suddenly said to Sally, smirking naughtily at her. Sally was dazzled, “It's nothing, you know my sister can be mischievous sometimes,” "I see..." Harry intently bite his lips sexily, he knew she was crushing on him. Sally gulped drily, “If you want, I can slap her over and over again," She said just to satisfy him. She won't mind harming her sister one million times just to make this man get interested in her. Hot tears fueled Scarlet's eyes once more, staring directly at Harry and he leeredhis face at her.

"I nearly lost my sister. And then I ... I nearly..." Dean cupped his face and made him look at her. “Listen to me. You are nothing like them. I said no, and you stopped. Do you think either of them would have?” He looked away from her in shame and she turned his head back to look at her. “You made the conscious decision, not to be like them. You like Harry Potter?” “Yeah.” He mumbled. “You just told the sorting hat, not Slytherin.” “Does that make me a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff?”

He yells. “How dare you! Harry is ten times the man you are and I wouldn’t marry you if we were the last two people on earth! Get it through your thick skull. I don’t want you. I don’t care about your family or mine. I don’t want more power, I don’t want to pop out endless little Witch babies for you and there is NOTHING you can do to change my mind. Now get OUT before I am forced to call the authorities!” It takes every bit of power I have not to shove him. Harry delivers the final blow when he pulls me close, leans down and gently presses his lips to mine. I swear I nearly pass out on the spot and I feel a rush of his magic surging through me. He pulls back.

[Hyacinth] Slate takes another big step backward, pushing open the door to the outside. As soon as the door closes, he collapses to the ground, screaming in pain and I am helpless to make it any better. "SLATE!" I push more power into him as I struggle to tease the spell apart. He cannot speak in response. He screams over and over again, barely gasping for air. "We need to hurry," Halcyon urges, howling in pain and frustration within my mind. "You are taking too long and he is screaming too loudly. There is no way the witches won't feel this. They'll come searching when they notice he is gone."

"After nine years, your father found a suitable mate for you, Harry. I placed the attraction spell on him and your father gave you a mixture of an attraction and suppression potion for six months until you turned 18 and Harry magically walked into the picture. You made eye contact and boom!!! You two fell in love, marked each other and were supposed to live happily ever after, but well… you know what happened." I sagged against the shelf behind me, completely drained by her revelation. "Did he tell you why he did what he did?" I asked softly. "He kept on saying it had to be done and there was no other way but whatever his reasons were, he really cared and loved you." I let out a snort. "Oh y

Sirius said, his voice a low purr. "I want you to fuck me," Harry gasped, his hips bucking up against Sirius's. "I want you to make me yours." Sirius groaned, his cock throbbing at Harry's words. He reached into the nightstand and pulled out a bottle of lube, slicking up his fingers before pressing one against Harry's tight hole. Harry whimpered as Sirius's finger breached him, his body clenching around the intrusion. Sirius worked him open slowly, adding a second and then a third finger, scissoring them to stretch Harry's tight hole.

HARRY'S POV "Why am I not surprised?" My hands were crossed around my chest. "This is a necessary evil Harry!" My father could sense the spite-laced rebellion in my voice. "Necessary evil. Or just a group of people wanting to control every bit of my life." Memories flushed into my head. Throwing me first into some school for strong supernatural bullies and now getting me to marry a girl from that the Tigers Clan. Known for their cruelty and weird traditions Not even caring if I was okay with it. Not even seeking my opinion. Not even realizing that I do not like ladies and could never love her.