Harry Is Bullied At Hogwarts Fanfic นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The pain made her head spin, and she couldn't scream due to the gag. "Shut up, or I'll punch your pretty face next," Harry threatened. Boma trembled but stopped struggling. She could only cry. She could not believe that Harry was hurting her. "Good one, bro," his friend encouraged. Harry laughed. "You bring out the fire in me," he swore, relishing his newfound cruelty. Ken was right, he thought. Compassion was weakness for those seeking power.

I shake my head at him, is this going to be a confession? "It happened when we were in junior high school." We? Is this about me? I'm more than curious to know now. "There is this boy that used to hang out around you, and collect money and other stuff from you..." Of course, I remember that. Stanley used to be my biggest bully, but thankfully he suddenly left just before our senior year. Wait... Does Pierce have anything to do with it? "Well, one day, my parents travelled, so I invited him over to our house, and I beat him to a pulp and smashed his head with a baseball bat."

I blush. “Oooooooooh.” Harry says in his most childish teasing tone. “Did something HAPPEN?” He looks pointedly between Bellamy and I. Bellamy smirks and I roll my eyes. “Fine. Yes. But I’m only going to say this once, then you need to leave and I don’t want to hear a single word from you. Harass me in the group chat later or something okay?” I stare him down. Harry mimes zipping and locking his lips then throwing away the key. I take a deep breath.

I ignored it because it wasn't the first time and continued on my way. "What happened to your lips" Harry inquired of me. I looked around at my friends. They both looked surprised. I believe it's because I witnessed Harry speaking to me in that manner. "It's all right. Nothing serious. Just get back to your place." He nodded and returned to his seat. Sophia inquired, "What's going on here? When did you start getting closer to the bully?" "Recently. And, he has a name." "Are you trying to keep something from me? Let it all hang out! You know you can't keep it up."

Asked Jazzy with pitiful eyes. "Yep. The girls in this school are very suitable as prison guards, they are very good at torturing people. Trust me. You will pray to disappear instead of becoming their common enemy.” Harry told the situation at the school. Harry knows more or less how the teenagers in this school act, he has a younger sister who has just entered the school and his younger sister always tells about how cruel the other students are when bullying. "You want me to announce that I have nothing to do with you?" Marco repeated in disbelief. Jazzy nodded.

They’re piercing eyes are intimidating but I didn’t let that get to me and just pretend they didn’t exist. It was hard at first but it has been like this for weeks now and my friends don’t know. I don’t know how these girls found out about what happen but they had been bullying me for weeks now and Harry seems to be okay with it because one time he saw me while his girls are making fun of me but he just walk passed us like he didn’t see me. Like I didn’t exist. I just heard rumors about me being a cheater and I didn’t talk about it with my friends because as Faye said I have more important things to worry about that being bullied.

Harry found the boy absolutely cute and innocent. "Please can I ask you for a tiny favour?" Fred asked the bigger version of himself. Harry looked at Fred for a moment and nod his head calmly for the boy to go ahead. "Can you protect my Mommy for me? A lot of men come and ask her out everyday and I don't like them. Some of these men seem like big bullies and I don't like anyone to bully mommy, she's not so strong to fight and win them all." Harry found the pout on the boy's face cute and once again, he ruffled his hair playfully, squatted before him and kisses him on his forehead. "As long as your mom is in this mansion, nothing bad will happen to her." Harry indicated.

I couldn’t help but wonder—did Lena hate me that much? The voices in the private room continued, “Harry’s truly devoted to you. You’re sending him to another school now—aren’t you afraid he’ll fall for someone else?” “Him?” Lena let out a mocking laugh, as if she had heard the funniest joke on earth. “For me, he even dared step in to stop a group beating. Even when he got bruised and battered, he never took a single step back. You think he’d stop loving me?” Someone muttered quietly, “But what if? Harry doesn’t seem like someone easy to mess with.”

before puberty hit like a truck and left me with thighs that rub and a stomach I try to flatten every morning in front of this damn mirror. I didn’t always look like this. But somewhere around freshman year, I started eating to feel something, and I guess I just… never stopped. And once the weight came, so did the bullying. Especially from Chloe Hargrove—cheer captain, ice queen, queen bee, queen bitch. You get the idea. If someone’s whispering behind your back in Crestwood, it’s probably Chloe. And if it’s not her, it’s one of her blonde minions echoing whatever insult she spat first.

Even though it's just a fist, Harry believes there is a special power that can paralyze anyone who is hit. Several minutes passed, attack after attack was still able to be pushed over by Harry, making the man who was leading the mission approached and ordered his men to step aside. He faced Harry one on one. Harry increased his guard. He prepared himself by rolling up the sleeves of his shirt and coat. "It's good when you're ready to face me, Harry. I'm glad that I finally got to face you. " "Do not talk too much! I will not tolerate you. If there's even one thing in my room to break, then I won't forgive you at all. "