The Slytherins Are Protective Of Harry Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Albus was always thinking about Draco and preparing well-thought-out plans for Draco. Draco touched his chest, which felt warm at the overflow of Albus's attention that he had just realized now. Ah, what a fool he was! Why did he doubt Albus's affection for him? From the very beginning, Albus tried to save his life and keep Draco alive. When Draco opened his eyes, Albus took care of him so that Draco could protect himself. Draco was not alone. From the start, Albus stepped together and protected him.

"We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided." ― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

Emma scoffed and made an attempt to leave as well but Harry pulled her back. "Why didn't mother bring you up properly? I will soon throw you out of my house! You are spoilt! You're rude! You're proud! You're just 18, do you know how old Bethel is? Do you know how many sacrifices she has made for me!" Harry said to her face before finally freeing her hand. He left for the dinning area. Just as he sat, a bodyguard came in. "Sir, Miss Annie is here" the bodyguard report.

So I got myself a spot and sat down as thoughts of what might be happening between the two filled my head. I felt bad. I felt like I was all alone in the world even though there was loud music deafening my ears from the background. “Hey, kyle who invited you?” I heard an unfriendly familiar voice say. I lifted my head to see that it was Harry, boyfriend to Bella. Many believe that Harry will become one of the greatest warlocks as soon as he clocks eighteen and as such, they see him and Bella as a power couple. Unlike Bella, Harry is calmer and a bit friendly but I know better than to engage him in a chat as that could provoke his over a possessive girlfriend.

one of them asked. "I think we've found the brightest one in the litter," Bianca chuckled wryly. Harry moved to physically shield his body to block the view of the other Alphas. "The Red Moon Pack swears protection to the Hybrid." Bianca was surprised when she heard the outpouring of hatred directed at Harry. She didn't understand why the Red Moon's stance bothered them so much. She listened to the accusations about Harry's young age, especially the fact that he had been a hermit for several years.

"The pack is asking questions. About her. About why you brought a hybrid here, why you're protecting her so fiercely." "Tell them she's under my protection. That's all they need to know." "Dane." Harry's voice dropped lower. "They're not stupid. They can smell the mate bond on you. Incomplete, but there. This is going to cause problems." "Then they'll deal with it." I finally looked at him, and whatever he saw in my expression made him take a step back. "I don't care about pack politics right now, Harry. I don't care about the Council, or Garrett, or anyone else. She almost died tonight. In my arms. Because I was too weak to protect her properly."

"You really don't have a death wish, do you? Do you realize that you might not walk out of this room alive? You’ve seen things that don't belong to the eyes of a guest." My pulse was racing, wild and reckless. I realized then that fear was a useless currency with Draco. He fed on it. If I wanted to survive, I had to change the terrain of the game. I had to make him lose his focus. I looked at his lips... the same lips that had dictated terms of my imprisonment, and saw the hunger beneath the rage. He didn’t want to kill me... he wanted to dominate me. And that was the crack in his armor. I didn't answer him. Instead, I closed my eyes, took a breath that tasted of his expensive cologne and th

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

But his next words knock the breath out of me. "And Mom?" he whispers. "Will you protect her too?" I freeze. Ares stirs inside me, restless and angry. Always, he growls. But words are easy. Action? That's where I'd failed before. "Yeah," I say quietly. "I'll protect her. No matter what." Harry grins, the kind that lights up his whole face. "Good. 'Cause I want us to live together. Like a real family." The words hit me harder than I expect. I clear my throat, ruffling his hair before the crack in my armor shows.

"I'm very sorry I put you to this, but I hope you understand. If only Martin tells me why I can't go out, I am sure I will be obedient!" My words seemed to touch her heart and gradually lifted her head to stare at me. Chewing for what words she had to deliver, she bit the corner of her lips, and a face full of worries morphed into her gentle aging look. "Miss Weasly, he has to protect you from someone who's after your life!"