Harry Potter has always had a hard life beaten and bruised by the people who are supposed to love him. When a new girl shows up at Hogwarts secrets and lies are exposed, is Harry really who they say her is.
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"I'm your wife." I breath.
Harry's eyes widened as his grip loosed. I wrapped my hands gently around the one around my neck and pull.
"You won't believe everything I'm about to tell you at first, harry but you will eventually."
I calmly took a seat on the bed. Harry sat next to me too with his arms on his knees.
"I am princess Aliera, goddess of thunder and lightning. I am the daughter of the Greek god Zeus. 300 year's ago you where stollen from our home, Arcelia and placed here in Britain under a strong cloak."
I stopped giving harry time to process.
"Who am i than if I'm not harry Potter." He whispers.
"You're prince Azazel, God of shadows and darkness. Son of Hades and Persephone. You are my mate or well husband. We were chosen for each other before we were even brought to existance." I explain.
"Alright lets say, hypothetically that I believe you. How did I end up here huh? How did my life turn to shit if I've supposed to be this great god?"
I grabbed the necklace around my neck and slipped it off. Clicking the memory jewel I showed Harry clips from what was caught on the day we were attacked.
"We were attacked and in trying to save each other we both ended up severely hurt. After you were taken our family spent centuries looking for you."
Harry was silent as the information sank in. He scoffed and stood up, pacing back and forth.
"This is insane. You're sitting here telling me mythical bullshit and I'm just supposed to believe you. You're telling me that my parents, our parents spent Years looking for me and found Jack shit." He yells.
"I don't believe you and I think you're some kind of temptress messing with my head using magic."
Harry stepped closer to me and leaned slightly so we were eye to eye.
"Play all the games you want but I'm not falling for it. If you want to open your legs for every rich guy who you instance than fine but leave me the hell alone."
My heart squeezes tightly and my hands come down fast before I could feel them. Harry's face twists to the side as an ugly bruise quickly begins to form.
"How... How dare you speak to me like that?" I voice cracks.
Silent tears cascade down my face.
I quickly grab my purse and storm out of the room.
I dried my tears quickly and hopped onto the closest Floo back to Hogwarts.
