Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Loses His Temper At Molly Mga Nobela at Kwento

Franko asked, pinching her cheek mockingly. Molly turned sharply and slapped Franko on his face. "You two better stay out of this, you won't like me if I pour my venom on you both! I don't blame you guys, your kind will never feel!!" She yelled at them and walked away. Franko was too shocked by her reaction to reply or pay her back. Greg wasn't left out, he folded his hands and shook his head in awe. "Oh man, damn! She got guts!!" Greg exclaimed. "Hey, we can't let her off like this, let's go deal with her!!" He said to Franko.

Molly lets go of his hand. His eyes instantly drop to the loss of contact. “Or we’re not playing,” she says calmly. “And I’ll blame you for the rest of the month.” I look at her with open shock and respect. Wow. Charles sighs heavily, frustration visibly bubbling beneath his skin. “Fine.” Molly smiles faintly. He doesn’t even notice. His attention is fixed entirely on me. The fury in his eyes is almost unreal. Sharp. Violent. Possessive in the ugliest way imaginable. Like every problem in this family somehow starts with me.

Molly suddenly hissed "We have no time to play, we are not kids" "I think so" Melissa nodded "So what are we gonna do to her?". "Ignore her". Sam laughed, she looked at molly like the girl grew extra heads and began to laugh again. "You are fucking kidding me". "I don't know what's up with this blonde bitch, but if its up to me i can kill her game". Molly sat on the couch "This is not high school girls, if we fight we would still not get caught except we spoil the school property like the last time".

She didn’t want to see them fight and possibly lose her mate. Tyler was leaning back in his chair waiting for his father to answer, but Theo just huffed and went back to eating his dinner. All of the younger kids stayed quiet through the whole dinner and Molly kept nit picking at Tyler and I was just wishing that she would stop. I don’t know what he was like when he was 18, but I know what he’s like now and his temper and how well he can fight. I was afraid that she was going to get her throat ripped out.

“Relax. I didn’t do anything to your girl.” “Stop fucking with me, Molly. Tell me what the hell you did to…” “You don’t fucking tell me what to do, Thane!” she snapped, cutting me off. Her breath came out like smoke in the cold air. My knuckles tightened again at my sides. I took a step forward. But Molly took two steps closer, fearlessly. Her carried something deeper than rage. “You sad I didn’t die, huh?” Something hard slid down my throat as I locked eyes with her.