Harry Potter Fanfiction Molly Slaps Harry Novels & Stories

A confrontation between her and Nicholas because of him. In no time Molly got to the Basketball court. She glanced around looking for Nicholas. She found him, ran over to him, tapped him at his back and landed a slap at his right side cheek. "Oooh!" The other guys at the training chorused in mockery. "What's that for Bae?" Nicholas asked rubbing his cheek. Molly landed another slap on his left side cheek. "Damn!" The guys chorused with a louder tone, as they gathered around the scene..

Without regard for Yuvan's presence, she strode toward her cousin and slapped her across the face. "Molly Spencer, what have you done?!" Violet roared. The slap stunned Molly; even Yuvan froze for a moment. "Violet, have you lost your mind?" Molly snapped after recovering from the shock. She touched her reddened cheek and screamed, "I'm a princess consort and your older cousin! How dare you hit me?!"

When he slid his fingers forward, he felt it, slick, wet and throbbing. Damn, she was more than ready. Her panting increased as she involuntarily spread her legs for him and he delivered another smack to the left cheek of her soft, round ass, making her jump a little. “More?” “Yes…please.” SLAP! Another stuttered moan. Mr Evans let his fingers trace down to her pussy and let them circle her damp folds just as Molly had before at her desk. SLAPP!!

Kissing him a final time, she turned and slid down to Molly's old spot on the couch, Amy more than happy to resume licking the pussy that had just appeared above her. Molly reached for his hand, pulling him up and down to the mattresses. Turning, she reached back and slapped her curvy, delicious ass. "Come on baby," Molly said. "Come and get me."

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.

Without a doubt, Molly had cried earlier. And the cause was self-evident. Pulling a long face, Harriet glared at Marc with a pointing finger. "Did this bad guy bully you?" she asked Molly. "Don't worry. I'll make it right for you!" "No, he didn't bully me," Molly responded, wiping away her tears. She intended to stop Harriet, but Harriet had already marched aggressively toward Marc. "Big villain, how dare you bully Molly? I'm going to teach you a lesson!" Harriet said, wrinkling her nose and stepping hard on Marc's shiny shoes.

Celine said and rolled her eyes, walking away but Alex was quick to drag her back. "And who the fuck are you to drag my friend that way?!" Molly suddenly appeared with a frown on her face and before the blink of an eye, she threw a punch at Alex's face and he went down straight. ¶ ¶ To Be Continued....

Sally sobbed uncontrollably, begging for forgiveness. My head pounded. I had no patience left to watch her performance. Harry saw that I remained unmoved and, in a sudden fit of rage, slapped me across the face. "Grace! You cruel woman!" It all happened so fast. The right side of my face burned with pain. With that slap, Harry shattered the last bit of love I still had for him.

He let go of me and moved toward her, "such a sweet brother and sister love you got going here. Or are you letting him fuck you too, you little Slut?" "Dad please, don't say stuff like this. Jacob is my little brother," Molly sobbed. He raised his hand and slapped her hard enough for her to fall on the ground. I couldn't control my anger anymore and jump on him. I tried to grab him by the throat, but he quickly dodged me and punched me directly at my left eye. Pain shot through my body, and I fell on the floor. "Daddy nooo...please stop." Molly cried and crouched down and hugged me. "He learned his lesson. Please don't hit him anymore. I'll tell him. I'll tell him to behave, I promise," she

"You dare glare at me? Do you want to fight me? Go ahead, make a move. If you touch even a single finger of mine, I'll make sure you die—" Before he could finish speaking, Woody had already raised his hand and slapped him with a loud smack. The sharp sound of the slap echoed through the air as Harry was sent flying backward.