Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Angry

Harry had turned our fight into a spectacle. We stared in silence for a few seconds. The air in the atmosphere was so tense, you could cut it with a knife. The audience to my right and left backed away a little, sensing the battle ahead. I sighed, looking at them all. What a waste of space and oxygen! I looked at my nails and, in a bored tone, said, “Are you going to make me wait, or do you think I will attack you first?” Harry frowned. I could see the nascent fire of his fury snaking through his eyes. His wolf was trying to take control, not conceiving of a weak and pathetic female defying him and disrespecting him in front of everyone.

Harry is starting to calm down. But I was frustrated because of his out-of-the-world suggestion. "He's not wrecking my life, he IS part of my life, and the family I'm trying to save! Harry, why are you taking out your anger on him? Haven't you said you both make-up?" "Exactly. But he's proving continuously how incompetent he is, and that I was right about what I thought about him. He never changes. He's still perverted for trying to deal with two women at once, going back to his puke--- which happened to be you --- after throwing you out."

'OH , I can do more than just stop you", Harry said with a dangerous glint in his eyes . His hands rolling the cuffs of his shirt so that his muscular forearm can be seen . I am sure things are going to get nasty if any of them choose this exact moment to say something , so this is my cue to take things over . "Hey guys, no need to get angry , why not we talk things over, right harry , Winston?" I step in between both of them ,my hands on harry's chest . I might've let my hands wander on the muscular planes of his rick-hard chest . I feel Harry's heartbeat quicken underneath my palm, so i let my hand falter by my side . I see harry smirking and eyeing me from my periphery and red hot heat ga

"No good sittin' worryin' abou' it," he said. "What's comin' will come, an' we'll meet it when it does." — Rubeus Hagrid, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy When I thought it could not get any worse, Mey had proved me wrong. Not only had she broke my heart, but she also had it trampled as well. There was nothing left but sadness, bitterness, and utter disappointment.

Winnie began, her words trailing nervously as she turned to look at me. "Or else nothing will happen," I interrupted firmly, keeping my eyes on the road. "Please, let's be positive. That clown can’t do more than a dead rat!" "Is it Mr. Handsome you're calling a clown?" Harry asked in his small voice as we stepped out of the car. His lips were pushed into a pout, his wide eyes full of innocence. I felt a flicker of anger rise in my chest, hot and sharp. That bastard deserves no pity, I thought, clenching my jaw as I shut the car door.

Victor stepped out, in anger. “Olivia,” he growled, his voice like a thunderstorm. She froze, her body shaking as he approached. “You really thought you could run away?” he said, his tone low. Victor grabbed her arm, pulling her close. His grip was tight, and the heat of his anger radiated off him. His face giving aura of obsession. To Be Continued...

And they had had enough of it today! … "Damn it! They really pissed me off this time!" "Grandpa! Are you really going to let this incident blow over just like this?" Harry was practically seething with anger as he questioned Jerome in the car. Jerome's face was grim. His eyes glinted maliciously as he gritted through his teeth, "Of course not! I'm not done with this just yet!"

"How angry does Harry get?" "Very. He doesn't say much in comparison to other people, but he has a short temper that blows up easily. He knows not much can make me back down, so he doesn't care that he gets angry. He knows it won't scare me. Well, it does scare me, a lot actually, but he knows I will fight back and not be affected by it. If I was like you it would be a completely different story." "So you mean that because I'm shy it stops people getting angry?"

growled Harry. The crowd and the lurker suddenly fell silent. In his anger, Harry had briefly released his Alpha aura. Everyone present had felt as if they'd suddenly become the target of a great predator. "Free him," Harry ordered coldly, stepping firmly towards the lurker. The heavy clang of chains echoed as they fell into the dust of the earthen floor.

I could feel furiousness eating up my insides and I didn't care to hide it in my eyes. I saw something warm flash in Harry's cold eyes for a second before it disappeared. I wasn't so sure if I really saw the change in his blue eyes or I was just imagining things. He left with Amanda, careful not to meet my angry eyes. Amanda stayed closely by his side giggling at something I could bet was stupid. Fuck them. FUCK. THEM. BOTH! *** In class, Amanda sat next to Harry, doing a good job in distracting me by being annoying every single second.