Harry Is Bullied At Hogwarts Fanfic Mga Nobela at Kwento

I sat on the bench, I wanted to leave and go back to the cafe but then I suddenly remembered Harry's cold and dark eyes as he proceeds on threatening me not to leave. I'm thankful that Harry helps me with that old guy but then at the same time, I can't help but feel confused because based on the rumors circulating around the university, Harry is a gangster and he loves bullying students. Fuck! I'm a new student and I don't want to transfer to another school, but most especially, I don't want to be Harry's punching bag. I can't help but think that the only reason why he helps me is that he wants me to repay his kindness by being his punching bag.

Suddenly Harry’s voice echoed around the corridor. Everyone turned towards him and started to laugh. “Look who is here? The biggest bully of the school…” Stepping closer to them, Harry yelled, “get away from them? Didn’t you hear what the Principal said a while ago? Why are you trying to find trouble for yourself?” “We are not finding trouble. We are just seeking revenge. You better not get in between this…” “No, you are not going to hurt her. Probably not in my presence,” Harry asserted. “Great…” one of the boys stepped forward and folded his sleeves.

My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.

disgusted Harry said. "Hahaha! Wow, are you a conservative boyfriend Harry?" Richard laughed. "Tssk! You are pure nonsense!" said Harry. "You mean, your girlfriend is a lesbian. I saw her once, they even have a group that makes other girls cry. " said Stevent. "What? Do you mean Arosh bullying other students?" Tim asked. "I'm not sure, I only saw them once." said Stevent. "Oh, do you know this Harry?" Richard asked. Harry didn't answer right away, because he wasn't sure if Arosh was bullying.

I hit my head with my hands, trying to push away the confusing thoughts as I continued walking to class. The final bell rang and I hesitated to leave the classroom. I knew what awaited me outside; a group of bullies, ready to pounce on me. I waited for everyone to leave, but it seemed like they were taking their own sweet time. As I was lost in my thoughts, I suddenly felt something cold and wet dripping on my head. I gasped in shock and looked back to see Steve's friends, grinning at me. They had poured water on me. My shirt was soaked, and my skin was visible from underneath. I felt a pang of embarrassment and shame wash over me.

I snorted. “Ah, Malfoy is here as well! Harriet had better be hiding her face from him, she made him fail last semester,” someone muttered, making my head turn to stare at the entrance. And there he was, Malfoy, my arch nemesis apart from Valerie. Back then, he'd bullied me so bad, making me do all his assignments. One time, I let him fail. And since then, he's been after me. I smirked when he passed by without even recognizing me.

"Harry bullied me again. He threw mountains of paperwork at me. I'm telling you, Georgina. He wished to bury me alive." I can't stop laughing. We both know Harry cannot "bully" Marius. But I still play along with him. "Be strong, Alpha Peddleton." I teased while patting his arm. "You should do it. It's your responsibility." He narrows his eyes at me and pretending to be offended. But the faint smirk on his lips gives him away.

I hug her, not wanting her to see the tears in my eyes. The next morning, we arrived at school, and as soon as we got down from the car, a crowd surrounded us, and I knew what was coming. “Leon, don’t tell you are now with the school cafeteria’s top customer?” A guy said, pulling his head back. “Are you now interested in fat girls? You can probably carry her with all that strength.” The crowd started laughing, but my eyes were focused on Leon. There was a small speck of hope, maybe this time; he would stand up for me.

“But we’ll have someone else go undercover, or my son will never let us hear the end of it.” I can only nod to that because he’s not wrong on that. As the meeting breaks up, I catch sight of movement through the window, and my attention shifts completely. In the training yard below, Harry, who is now seven and sprouting up like a weed, is sparring with a retired Dylan and three other pack warriors. His movements are confident and he’s no longer the scared little boy who used to have shifting episodes. "Look at him," I murmur, watching Harry duck under Dylan’s swing and counter with a move that would make Wolfgang proud.

Other kids wouldn't dare to be friends with her because they feared that those monsters would hunt them down at night. I tossed the book to the next page again. That was the main reason why the princess decided to just live alone in the magical castle and hid from everyone. So, she wouldn't have to see the monster in every people around their kingdom. I was about to flip another page when someone suddenly appeared right in front of me and it was none other than Albus Weasley-one of the bullies of the Adelaide Academy. "Here's the freaking Mary!" he yelled. He was so loud that he seemed to let everyone know that I was coming. He did not stop there. Albus even grabbed my shoulder and moved me