Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Loses His Temper At Molly 소설 & 이야기

he murmurs, walking down the stairs carefully, "But when we have our own house, I wouldn't mind you cooking for me again. You look cute when you're not being absolutely useless." "You ass," I growl and I playfully pull on his short hair, although it's not as short as he usually keeps it. I hyper focus on it until I hear more voices. Both me and Aiden react at the same time, they might know about us now but it's still a very sore subject. Very sore. Harry is very much against it, so much that he became a complete different man yesterday. Yelling and angry and he wouldn't even look at me. I can't even blame him, but it did hurt a lot.

” She’s getting pissy and whereas usually her being pissy made me pissy this time it takes all I have to hold back a grin at her stubborn cuteness. She lets out a huff before slowly opening the door to his stall and I watch in amazement as Lightening takes a step back before bowing his head to her. I wish I had more time to watch this but this storm is picking up hard and fast and we need to get going. “Lightening, I need you to come with me, sweet boy!” Molly's words may be calm toward him but I don’t miss the hint of fear that she’s trying to cover up and I hate it.

The water settled my throat but did nothing for the storm raging in my chest. "Morgan is a monster, Molly," I blurted, my voice trembling as I poured everything out. I told her about the incident with Farrow, Morgan's cold words, and how he made me sleep on the floor, I told her everything with so much tears . "Thinking about Farrow, I don’t know what I did to her. Why she hates me so much? Do you think... Do you think they had something going on? Like, a relationship? And now she thinks I ruined it?" Molly leaned back, her eyes narrowing as she considered it. "It’s possible. Maybe she’s bitter about the whole thing and blames you for marrying him."

Molly’s POV… I am really mad at him. This is not the way to tease me. I have already faced an embarrassing situation when Mom noticed the hickeys on my neck. ‘Oh, my…’ I wanted to die right then and there. If Mom heard my moans, she would not stop laughing. I can’t help but curse him. My annoyance is fueled when I hear him laughing. "You are a jerk," I rage. I was too tired to argue with him. So I just pull up the blanket and close my eyes.

Hermione tends to go off track whenever she has a confrontation with her mother. I've witnessed two instances where Hermione lost her temper after confronting her mother. The first time, she drove recklessly, causing me concern as I trailed her. The second time, I was the target of her aggression, until she eventually came to terms with her reality and found the courage to stand up to her mother. Given her history with Mrs. Pierce's overbearing nature, Hermione strikes me as a resilient individual. Many would have been broken by her mother's behavior, which tends to dominate and disregard Hermione's decisions.

"So molly, are you going to apologize or not" "David, I... How.?" "It's impossible right? You can't do it? No problem molly, l already knew you will take my generosity for granted so there is nothing I can do for you. Go enjoy your ruined your reputation". "David!". Molly shouted again and I couldn't help being angry.The next time you make another noise in here, Then molly, I will have you thrown out mercilessly. Is that clear?". I said and I looked back at peace, completely ignoring molly.

Molly insists and gasps sound out as the room suddenly goes very tense. “Coner, please join Sunny’s group. Molly will not be joining the academy at this time. She will be learning the consequences of trying to use compulsion so carelessly, ” Mr Collins says with a barely controlled anger.

Even as my body begged for rest, my mind circled back to him. Merrin. God, I hated thinking about him. And yet… I couldn’t stop. Molly laughed, a low, teasing rumble that vibrated through my chest like a warning bell. “Oh? Hate him?” her voice purred, silk wrapped around steel. “Then why can’t you stop thinking about him? Or is it because… his c*ck is too unforgettable?” I flinched, heat shooting up my neck. “Really, Molly?” I snapped inside my own head. “This isn’t funny. I hate him… I really do.”

"I won't come out to see you. I won't, I won't, I won't..." "Also, don't call me again. I'll change my number tomorrow." Molly was so excited that it seemed as though she was about to explode. At this moment, she clenched her fist tightly as she spoke. She was extremely furious. "Don't say anything more. I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore. I..." As she spoke, she turned her head occasionally and caught a glimpse of a figure. Molly's first reaction was, "Didn't grandma go out to buy something? I sent her to the door."

“I’m sorry, I was hunting with that partner earlier, we fed on a human…” That excuse was the final spark. The rage inside me exploded. I slowly pushed myself up, splashing cold water on my face, and met his eyes in the mirror. He stood there, a picture of innocent concern, as if he truly had no idea what he’d done. “A hunt?” I bit out, my voice shaking. “You know damn well what it was!” Clarence froze, stunned. He had never seen me lose control like this. “Molly, what are you talking about?”