Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Explodes In Anger Novels & Stories

“You’re already fucked up. If you added alcohol in the mix, I’m afraid even I won’t survive the explosion that will surely follow.” I ignore him and order a neat shot. Just then, I suddenly realize that Harry isn’t just my friend, but a womanizer in his own right. Surely, he would know what Elara’s actions mean so far, right? I turn to him, hopeful that he would be able to solve this puzzle for me. “Why do you think Elara’s being so cold towards me?” I don’t think what I asked was something too outrageous. But seeing the way Harry chokes on his drink and then starts coughing like a madman, I’m forced to think again.

Chloe said angrily and Harry knew if she wasn’t tied, she would have charged towards Finn and give him the beating of his life. “Oh Barbie. I didn’t entirely use you..I mean, I didn’t have sex with you. I was planning to actually but it will be an abomination you know..”Finn said calmly and this time around, Harry couldn’t hold myself and charged towards him but his men were fast to stop him. “Leave me alone. Let me teach the idiot a lesson. You enjoyed playing with my sister’s heart didn’t you?” Harry said angrily trying to free himself from the men’s grip.

He wanted for her to burst out, as he found out her weak point. Her weak point was her 'Stupid anger'. She didn't behave like her ususal rational self when she got angry. It was easy to make her do stupid things once she had lost her temper and Sia didn't like it one bit. A drop of water fell down on her nose, as she broke out of the train of her thoughts. Was it- Before she could think about it, rain had started to pour down hard on them. “ Shit! ” Harry who had closed his eyes and was just getting lost in his lala land woke up with a shiver as cold water hit his body.

She jumped in place out of fear, quickly carrying the water, and running to Galadriel's room, who was looking at Harry, who was standing in front of him, with great anger. “And you go to the stable, and clean the war swords.” Harry did not say anything, except that he continued to look at the one who looked at him with contempt, before he also moved away from the place. *Why are you so angry? Our mate is beautiful and anyone in this world desires her* His wolf said very calmly, even though he was burning with the intensity of jealousy he felt at that moment. *Shut up * He said with extreme anger and even more irritation, as he moved to his room, swearing within himself that he would make tha

“You should eat something.” That was all it took for his temper to explode. With a sharp motion, he grabbed the tray and flung it across the room. The sound of shattering porcelain echoed as the plates smashed against the wall, scattering food and shards across the polished floor. Ivy froze, her breath catching in her throat. Horror spread through her as she watched the mess, the remnants of her effort now lying broken in a heap. “Get out!” Harry barked, his voice cold and final. His hands were trembling, though whether it was from rage or something deeper, she couldn’t tell.

"It's been a while." Harry looked lost for words. He clenched his hands into fists and pointed at Lily. "Explain," he demanded. "Explain how this is possible!" Lily sighed. "Oh, that's a long and boring story-" "Prove to me you're her!" Harry yelled. Brooke reached forward and grabbed his arm, hoping her touch would calm him. She knew he wasn't angry. He was in shock and Harry expressed all of his emotions in anger. "Calm down," she whispered.

Harry smirked, “You know what’s worse? They say he’s gay and infertile. I couldn’t let your sister get married like that.” Filled with rage, I couldn’t let myself be dragged down like that. I opened the cake I was holding and slammed it to Harry’s face. I shoved the chocolates down his throat and kicked Harry’s balls and he groaned in pain. I pulled my sister’s hair and she yelped in pain.

Harry stands firm as he speaks, and my brain sparks. "There was no relationship between Denise and I to begin with!" I snap, and he scoffs. "Denise?" He taunts. "You're crazy, Harry. You're crazy if you think you can tell me what to do or accuse me wrongly." I say in a frustrated tone. "Don't you dare speak to me like that." Harry snaps, and that's when I notice that there's a crowd gathered, watching the exchange between Harry and me with wide eyes. "I can see exactly why you're doing this. You're jealous and—"

I can't leave the room fast enough, and after letting Harry know that his sister is awake, I head to my study. Closing the door behind me, I put my palms on my desk, leaning on it, my head lowered. My body is trembling in a rage I can't seem to control. Picking up the marble figure next to my right hand, I smash it against the wall with a loud roar of anger. It shatters to pieces and is soon followed by more items.

Orion snorted, sending a spray of toothpaste into his beard. "Harriet, what kind of half-baked remark was that?" I shot her a dirty look. Harriet was losing her touch, if that's all she could come up with as an amusing comment. "You know, in Harry Potter, Harry could hear the snake moving around in the pipes." Harriet shook her head as she crossed her arms defensively. "I could hear you through the pipes. You guys were so loud I couldn't hear the echo of my own moans." I hopped to my feet and waddled over to the couch. I placed the back of my hand on Harriet's forehead. "No, you don't have a fever. Harriet, honey, I think that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard you say."