Harry Potter Angry 소설 & 이야기

The scent of anger was thick, metallic and suffocating, yet beneath it all lay the subtle notes of fear - a shared dread that perhaps we were only steps away from reopening old wounds too grievous to heal. "Peace," I whispered to myself, the word a talisman against the tide of rage within me. Biansky's accusations, his pain, they clawed at the walls I had built around my own heartache - the loss and betrayal that seethed like a festering wound beneath my calm exterior. Harry's death had been a tragedy, undeniable and sharp, but Paul... the memory of his lifeless body, ensnared by forbidden magic, still haunted my dreams. Could I truly rise above these grievances when every instinct screamed

Harry affectionately tapped her nose with his finger. Feeling her secret had been discovered, she felt embarrassed and a bit angry, pushing his hand away. She puffed her cheeks and pouted, looking at him, “Alright. Can I go home now?” “You still haven’t answered my question. Why did you come to the bar alone?” “I just wanted to drink away my sorrows.” “Oh?” Harry feigned surprise, “Who upset you?” An angry glare was directed at him, but she still calmly replied, “Nothing major. Just some fool who thinks he’s clever, not realizing his mistakes and provoking others to anger.”

Harry says in an aggressive tone to me. "No, thank you. I quite like my position right now." I dismiss his order, and he fumes. He doesn't say anything; instead, he jumps quickly to action. He grips my right forearm and yanks me up from the chair, causing my fruit bowl to fall to the floor. I heave hot air from my nose in anger as I stare at the wasted food. I slowly turn my gaze back to Harry with murder written in my eyes. "What is wrong with you?" I scream at him, and he doesn't look fazed by my pitch.

His anger boomed sending a shiver down to my spine once again. "She didn't do anything wrong then why are you treating her like this? And remember one more thing she is not your slave. She is a student like you. If you are going to treat her like this, you will learn your position." Harry warned like he is my mentor but I know him very well that he is not less than the heartless fellow. They both held eye stares like they are conducting the game and very adamant to defeat the opponent. If I was not trapped between these two monsters, I would have bought some popcorn and watch them fighting over.

All the betrayals and disappointment left no room for forgiveness. "Open the fucking door!" Harry repeated, his voice laced with anger. Shirley fell silent. Staring at the closed door, the rage within Harry burned brighter than ever. "I'll kick the door down if you don't come out this instant! You hear me?" Still, only silence met him. Harry was a man of his word, and he immediately stomped his foot down against the door. It was quite a fearful scene. Shirley didn't dare to stand behind the door and retreated into a corner.

Angry? “Come over here,” he said, waving at me to come over to his side. ‘Shit! What should I do? What if he beats me up or kills me? He wouldn't be so cruel, right? But there was no smoke without fire; even Uncle Randy told me he was bad news.’ I thought hysterically, but my face was as calm as it could be. I didn't want him to see that I was about to faint. I was sweating in the cold, air conditioned room!

" You! I will kill you!! " Harry shouted angrily before he charged towards her father and he punch him which made him drop on the floor. When Harry was not contended. He got on top of him and punch him continuously while her father's face is starting to bleed but Harry didn't care at all. He continuously punching him with no mercy and it shows how angry he is. " Get him! " One of the guards said and they charged towards Harry and ready to attack him but Harry manage to fight them. He punch them and kick them. He is so angry at the moment and he didn't care if he could kill someone.

Does he go here often to find a girl he’ll spend the night with? “Yeah.” I heard the girl said before kissing Harry on the lips again. I couldn’t take it anymore. My blood is boiling and I can’t contain my anger anymore. So, I pulled Harry’s hair that made him shout in pain and curse like crazy that catch the attention of his friends, I rolled my eyes as he doesn’t even notice that it’s me but his friend did and they’re trying to warn him now but he’s just too dumb to notice it.

I yelled, my voice cracked. He spun and looked at me, his eyes blazing in rage. I haven't seen him like this before, even when I get him angry. He always looks calm. “I can't stand here watching this good-for-nothing bitch humiliate you like this!” he snapped. I looked between Ruby and him. Harry was so pissed. If he saw what Eleanor and Alexis had made me go through, they would've been dead by now. None of them would've been alive, not even Jax. Thank God he was far away.