Romans & histoires Harry Potter Fanfiction Molly Slaps Harry

“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.

Cassy seemed more concerned with safeguarding her gift as she gathered it off the table. I raised a shaky hand and it landed on Harry’s cheek. Hard. “You lying cheating bastard!” He stumbled backwards and brought his palm to his jaw. I really hoped I broke something. I was going to give him a good tongue lashing when I heard Margo gasp. I had even forgotten she was there. Before I could turn to see the reason for her gasp, I felt it. A slap from Cassy that instantly made my left cheek numb. I had no doubts her palm was now imprinted on my face.

My best friend: Pearl said behind me. "Why do you look so dirty." She asked in concern and I finally turned to her with my school bag hung on my shoulder. "I slapped the head boy yesterday." I spoke weakly. She smirked like she doesn't believe it. "Is that a joke?" "I'm serious Pearl, he ordered the students to maltreat my step brother : Harry. So...today, he ordered the labor prefect to deal with me and trust me, it was hell...I've being at the disorganized library beside the principal's office, working strenuously." I explained.

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.

The tenderness of the gesture shattered whatever composure I'd been holding onto. "Klaus..." I whispered his name. The memories from last night crashed into me all over again.The hurt,distance.The way he'd put me in the cab. Before I could explain…before I could apologize. He turned, his palm connected with Molly's cheek. The slap echoed through the corridor. Molly stumbled sideways, one hand flying to her cheek as complete shock flooded her face. Ryan swore loudly and immediately shoved Klaus backwards. "What the hell, Klaus?" Molly stared at her brother with wide, disbelieving eyes."Klaus..."

Finally, I managed to land a resounding slap on his face, the sound echoing through the air. I wiped my lips with the back of my palm, my face twisted in disgust. "Touch me again, and the slap I gave you will be multiplied by a hundred," I threatened, my voice firm and commanding. Elias started walking towards me, a smirk spreading across his face. I took a step back, my eyes narrowing. "Stay away from me," I yelled, my voice resounding loud and clear. I turned to leave, but not before I saw Molly standing outside, her eyes fixed on us. Elias emerged from behind me, a smug look on his face.