Harry Potter Angry Novels & Stories

Harry urged impatiently, waving his hand. The insurance company staff appeared conflicted and uncertain. Harry reacted with anger. He was about to grab the key, but Ivy stopped him. "Seriously, you shameless person, do you think you can take what's hers?" she asked him, a look of disdain on her face. Her words infuriated Harry. Ivy's remark had instantly ignited Harry's anger. He was about to come forward and confront her physically but was stopped by Amara.

’ For the first time since today, anger fills me instead of sadness as I think about all this, and I find myself talking out loud without even meaning to. “Well, asshole, you should have thought of that before you and your girlfriend decided to pile the jobs of five people, along with other numerous unnecessary tasks, on me for reasons best known to you both,” I declare furiously, surprising both myself and a middle-aged woman who happens to pass beside me right at that moment. She gives me an odd look and goes on her way, while I flush in embarrassment, wipe my eyes, and hurry towards the restaurant. Four or five minutes later, I’m seated at an empty table, waiting for the waiter to take my

Harry replied, his voice barely above a whisper. Jude sighed. Harry was still crying, pain and anger filled his heart as he yearned to have his revenge. Veronica.

They immediately ran over to protect Patrick. Amber yelled, "Uncle Harry, stop it! I beg you! My dad will die! Stop it!" Harry has gone berserk. He glared at Susanne and Amber and roared, "You're all scums! All of you deserve to die! I'll kill you all today! Let's see if you dare to bring the Chesire family any more trouble!" His eyes gleamed maliciously as he raised his fist once more. He then brought it down toward Amber and Susanne.

"Shouldn't I hate you? If I could, I hope you'd never show up again. I don't want to see you at all!" Anger blistered through his veins, a kind of rage he never understood. When was the last time he had ever gotten this angry? He had not felt this angry in years, not after Summer was sent to the psychiatric hospital and Harry had deliberately blocked all news about her. The anger exploded so fast and surprised him. "Summer, you’d better not say that again!" Harry warned in a cold voice. "Who do you think you are, Harry? Why should I listen to you? Besides, if you get lost, you won't hear what I have to say!" Summer hissed, trying to get past him and head to the nearby subway station.