Harry Potter Fanfiction Molly Slaps Harry Novels & Stories

“I was there, you remember right? That day when you came begging for Dr. Jenna to look after Molly. I could have let her go, Lucy was already stable, but I wasn’t going to risk someone else taking attention from my daughter. So, I told Julian through our link that Lucy needed her help more than Molly.” My steps halted as soon as I heard that. It took me less than a second to register what she had said, and a full second to turn back. Even before I could have thought, before I could have talked myself down, before the voice of reason could cut through the fury ripping through me—I slapped her. Hard. She stumbled back, and I saw the fear and shock flickering in her eyes as she reached for her

Lucy said facing the two women who had just rejoined them. Suddenly Molly sat upright in one movement like Dracula rising from his coffin in an old black and white movie and raised her hands. As she did so the cauldron raised three feet in the air. “I can do it, I was just messing with you” she said to a very astonished looking Lucy. Lucy covered her face with her hands and let out a small shriek of frustration. “You know” she said getting up close to Molly “I try to be a good witch. I know murder is wrong but you are so pushing my buttons….” Molly just smiled at her.

Rhyz said angrily pushing me, so I fall. My ass landed on the floor as my palms. I felt even more pain now than the wound on my knee and elbow caused by the accident with Vaz. Holly got off the bed and slapped me. "Don't look clean like you're not flirting with Harry!" Holly whispered pulling my hair, so I held her hand. "You're disgusting!" I shouted. My body is shaking too much. I couldn’t believe what I witnessed. Rhyz, I never thought he could do that!

Andra refused firmly. The drowsy feeling had completely left her and she was now fully ready to conclude this unpleasant subject with Molly in hope that Molly would finally let her have some rest. “He sounded serious.” Molly reminded Andra in a dire tone. “He always sounds serious.” “He was very angry.” “That’s not new.” “He slapped you for the first time.”

Molly answered, she stretched her hand tightly raising it up which in turn seemed like a rope tied onto Hazel’s neck, She held her neck struggling to be set free because Molly was using her magic to strangle her to death. ‘Puff’ a green poisonous smoke erupted from Hazel’s hands and poured on Molly’s face, her face turned red from the burning itch and her face swole a bit. “You brat” she charged forming and actual spear and ran to strike her, Hazel blocked it with a sword she had made in a matter of seconds, Molly gritted her teeth in frustration and aimed for her legs, she kicked Hazel to the ground and pointed the spear at her neck. “I got you” Molly said with a smile but Hazel laughed, sh

"What else can you do peace? You are just one Wretched gold digging slut. So what else can you do than make David beg you the way he is doing right now? She laughed evilly as she spoke. "Peace we both know that you are nothing but a....."I couldn't wait for her to complete her words as l landed her a very tight slap. Molly's eyes widened at the slap and she look back at me. "How dare you?" ! she shouted and she raised her hand and was about to attack me, but I didn't give her the chance as a dealt her another slap and she staggered backward. I got a grip on her hair and I held it tightly as I kept placing slaps on her face.

Stepping toward Molly, Erlinda was on her—slapping Molly's white delicate face hard. Molly was stunned! Her face stung from the stocky little female's hard slap. What is this? We're not supposed to slap each other—at least not this hard, Molly thought. However, Molly was not one to bear blows without striking back; and furthermore, she was the same size as her female Antagonist. Reluctantly she accepted that she had been tricked into a real fight. Forced to fight, Molly gamely buried her delicate little fingers deep in the other angry female's scalp and sought a hold on the roots.

I explained to him. He looked absolutely clueless. “What did you do, you bitch!” “Slap!” I run back into the living room to find Molly slapping Willow in the face. “Tell us where they are!” “Slap!” “Baby, baby. We don’t need to resort to violence. Yet.” I threw in the last bit while staring at Willow. “We compelled him! Okay! No need to behead me over it!” She shrieked as Molly went to slap her again.

But Andrew walked up to her, looked her square in the eyes, and said in a low voice, “You’re a bad mother, Molly. You’ve failed to ensure your son’s happiness and have ruined your family. You're a terrible person.” Molly gasped in shock and took a few steps backwards. Her face turned red as she looked so hurt, her lips trembling as she tried to hold back tears. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, showing how deeply Andrew’s words had affected her. Without thinking, she raised her hand and slapped him, the sound ringing loudly in the room. Her voice shook as she spoke, filled with both pain and anger. “We’re leaving,” she said sharply. She gave Andrew one last glance, her expression a mix o

Sinking to the very bottom from how strongly she was punched, Molly then used her legs to push herself to the top, where in the course of taking in a breath the chasen grabbed her by her head and threw her to the house. Molly flew through the air and shattered through the dining room window; landing on the dining table, sliding across it and falling over onto the floor. She groaned and lying on her back she looked up and the chasen was standing right above her. It punched her again and placed its hand over her face to begin sucking her soul out but again she fought back. This time closing her hands in on its hand and slicing it off.