Voldemort Is Harry's Grandfather Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

That’s why she made a wise decision and moved to the human world a hundred years ago. “I know, Lucas. Being the leader of the vampires after my mom died, he has a lot of powers. He is the strongest vampire now, and if he gets the potion, he will ruin the tenuous peace between our worlds. But we cannot help it,” Vanessa mumbled. “But we can just hope that Alex realizes how bad Phil is before he gives him the potion.”

"Hi, I'm Eloise." Thinking that the girl was still a vampire even though she looked so young and innocent, Lanver couldn't bring himself to smile back. But then were his parents from this world and had lived with them? Maybe vampires were just portrayed in the human world as monsters when the truth was they were not? "She's our youngest," the King said. "Have a seat and let me properly introduce myself to you." Lanver sighed and took a seat without sitting beside any of them. They were still vampires, after all. Who knew one of them would suddenly grab his neck if he stayed too close? Necessary precautions were advisable at times like this.

Harry replied honestly, "Then of course I'd rather you stay at Uncle Levi's!" Grainne nodded, yes, after all, old Levi had been with Harry for a longer time, and it was normal for the two of them to deepen their feelings. But Harry's next sentence stunned Grainne, who said: "Because Harry finds him at Uncle Levi's house like his own grandfather, and Harry also wants Uncle Levi to be my father!"

Harry was finding it hard to believe that he with the dead body of his grandfather, he was left in the world totally lonely and there was no one he could call a family any longer, Harry stopped crying and rage began to fill his body, as he realized that all the pain he was going through has been caused by Debby. He was slowly allowing Debby into his life, trying his best to soften up to her and fulfill his promise to love her but then, she decided to blew it all up. She must be the woman who killed his grandfather. Harry stood to look at his lifeless grandfather. "I swear to you, grandfather, as long as I live, I will let Debby experience hell here on earth. I will watch her suffer and ll be

"Lovely child. Studies the monastery school on the border, doesn't she?" Arven's face turned white. "You wouldn't." "You made me do this," Vladimir snarled, every word coated in ice. "Now listen to me, or I swear, Arven, you'll watch her memory fade before she ever says grandfather again." A long, frozen silence. Then— The sorcerer's eyes dropped away. ".You're worse than your father," he snarled. And with nothing further spoken, he turned to the altar, eyes fading with defeat, lips beginning to chant.

Lord Vernon asked. Harry picked up the drug and immediately stood and went to sit beside his grandfather," grandpa, you can't do that, please." The old man stood and said," you better do as I've said or it will be said that you were the reason why your grandfather died." The old man then walked inside. Harry looked at the drugs in his hand and gritted his teeth. "Why is it hard to remain single? I don't want any fucken woman around me!" he munbled angrily. He doesn't want to ever have anything to do with women again but his grandfather was now making things difficult for him.

Her Brain moving to various dimensions, she had no idea, she remembered the dream clearly that King Cassian Von Vendela was the king of Hagrid, father of Rhysand Von Vendela, the man who named her Amren, who Feyre had a night with. The vampire King who led the men to destroy Orlock, now Orlock has developed quite well over time, but Hagrid was flourishing in every aspect. Then, Amren thought of something that made her smirk as a ridiculous idea popped up in her head: "Rhysand....You might be there"

Greg murmured. “It’s okay. This is Harry, my younger sibling in vampire terms. We share a sire in Talen. Harry is… well. Harry,” she cautioned him. “They come and go as they like, and I’m not at all surprised to see them appear in the main street of Havermouth right now.” “Okay,” Greg replied warily. “That’s not precisely an endorsement.” “Hmm. No, it’s not,” she agreed dryly as she crossed the road to Harry and stepped within the shop.

He was like a bird and I was the owner but then he was all I have and I would rather be in pains just to make sure that my pretty, innocent bird doesn’t die. It was meant to go on just like that not until when he clocked 13 and I clocked 11. That was the last of him I could remember not until I bumped into him yesterday. And like a thunderstorm, all I could remember was when he said, ‘I, Dumbledore Voldemort, rejects you as my mate!!’

And with that, a lot of them start scattering, and his grandfather & Set exchange glances. “I will eat in my room Avo!” he announces making a plate for himself. And then scowls looking at my plate and bursts out of the room. Did he just size my plate? “Someone is in a bad mood!” Draco comments after Lucifer leaves the room. “He is right. You can’t miss training. “his grandfather ordered, with authority dripping in his gaze. And at that moment, I got a glimpse of the firm leader behind all the warmth. “Omerta! Draco will show you to your room. I did want to have a discussion with you regarding the current circumstances…..” their grandfather says to me