Snape Realizes He Was Wrong About Harry Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“He seemed just fine to me when I saw him this morning. Besides there is no trouble in the Ville. I mean, of course except you lose all three rounds in the tournament, which is likely impossible because, a lot of packs think he is the strongest Alpha, so…” “He did. He lost all three.” I said. Snape was quiet, probably shocked by the news. He burst into a wild laughter, and started the car again. “You got me there. How could I be so dumb?” He said laughing. “You think this is a joke? How badly injured was Ian when you saw him this morning?”

Stephen nodded, then looked up at me sincerely and said, “I’m sorry. When you were under the influence of the lust potion, and I took your first time. I will take responsibility. Will you be my Luna?” Before he could finish speaking, I interrupted him. “Great! It’s you, not Harry! All these efforts are not in vain. I did it!” Stephen looked at me in confusion, not sure what to do. Then he reached out and hugged me. The moment I was in his arms, fragments of last night’s memories came flooding back. I started to remember how we kissed, how we spent the night. I remembered him beating Harry hard, carrying me away from that cave, how we made out, how I took the initiative to unbutton his shirt

His fingers hovered over the velvet tray before closing around the very same dildo I had touched only minutes ago. "This," he said, holding it up like a trophy. "You seem fascinated by it. Curious, weren't you? Let's see how well you handle your own curiosity." "Draco," I gasped, the name catching in my throat. My mind was screaming, this is wrong, this is a trap, you are losing everything, but my blood hummed with a different command. He didn't answer. He simply reached for my skirt, bunching the fabric up until I was fully exposed to the harsh, overhead light of the room.

Harry groaned before he snatched Theo hiding behind Darcy's legs. "I'm going to pull off his lenses and reveal the brown eyes Leo had... An evidence that he is mine." He stated. Darcy's eyes widened, not in fear of being exposed but in pure rage and disdain. "Do not do this, Harry, or else you are going to regret." She spat. Harry didn't listen to her. He raised his hands to take off Theo's eyes lens he thought Theo was wearing. However, his hands paused in mid-air as a voice echoed through the hallway, cold enough to make an grown man like him to flinch.

"What are you saying? Juniper is here. Do you think Harry would be absent? Their relationship was the talk of the town at Slova University back then. You don't know that?" "How is that possible? I witnessed Harry confessing his love on the field with tens of thousands of roses! I can still hum the songs he wrote for Juniper..." Celine listened quietly for a while, and suddenly the image of Harry in a suit, playing guitar and confessing his love flashed through her mind. However, it felt awfully off, no matter how she looked at it. She thought for a moment before realizing what was wrong. The people in the room were describing the 20-year-old Harry, and the person he loved was Juniper. It had

Harry says, and I can see where this is going. Everyone in the courtyard can see where it's going. "What should their punishment be?" Harry asks me, and I see his eyes glint in excitement. He looks pleased by the situation. Like it's all amusing to him. Harry has become a sadistic psycho. Oh my goodness, he's crazy. He's absolutely lost his mind. Harry trails over to me, leaving only a few inches between us. I can feel his hot breath fan my face, and my breathing gets harsher.

"Harry might feel that he's just a normal guy with no special background. When you excitedly introduced him to those friends from your circle, he probably felt like an outcast. That's why he reacted that way. "Kiara, maybe Harry was worried that your friends misunderstood him for dating you because of your money. So he reacted so badly." Kiara was stunned hearing those words. "I never thought of that." "He tends to overthink things," Yuna explained patiently, "But Harry messed up this time. He shouldn't have snapped at you. I'll teach him a good lesson when he comes later." "But it's not his fault." Kiara wiped her tears away. "It's okay. He needs a wake-up call. He's so absorbed in work tha

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

I passed the another container of the sap to Jack who was waiting on standby for this moment. He popped it open and the mist turned in his direction at the sound of the pop. With super reflexes and silence, he moved away from the direction the dark wizard was flying to, shifted to the side and poured the sap on the mist. We watched in wonder as the mist started to change in color, twisting as a snake who was in pain would. I snorted. The dark wizard was nothing but a snake after all. Suddenly, a scream erupted from the mist and it dissolved, evaporating finally till there was nothing left.

When Sienna saw that Harry was hell bent on getting an answer, she clenched her teeth and mustered up the courage to speak up and say, “I’ll tell you if you really insist on hearing it. “Harry, I’m very petty, and I’ll seek revenge for the slightest grievance. I don’t care about your relationship with Felicity, but let me remind you that Felicity and I are enemies, and we’re not friends. If you want to stand by her side, it means that we can’t even be allies then!” After saying that, Sienna waited for Harry to break up with her. Unexpectedly, instead of getting angry, Harry let out a low laugh. His mellow laughter sounded extremely pleasant, like the intoxicating sound of a piano that was me