Harry Potter Goes To Gringotts Weasley Bashing Fanfiction Novels & Stories

~FLASHBACK AUTHOR'S POV “ Sit still, Harry! ” Sia grunted for the nth time to Harry, who was moving his hand too much and was whining like a baby. Sia had hardly managed to convince him to come to her apartment and let her tend to his wound. He being Harry, had almost ate her brains out just to get inside her apartment. Now here these two were, in the apartment engaged in a cold war.

Harry’s heart plunged as he shot Dior a ruthless glare, filled with disgust and disappointment. The sight made Dior freeze. Harry stood up from his seat coldly and turned to leave. What happened? Seeing that Harry was ready to leave, Dior acted instantaneously and chased after him, not having enough time to formulate her thoughts as she grabbed his wrist. "Harry, listen to me, won't you?" She felt nauseous. She had a feeling that after he left her, she would never see him again! Harry looked at her murderously as he sneered at her. "So you asked me out so you could try and kill Sonia, huh? I thought of you too kindly. This is indeed something Ms. Granger would do!"

Noah then returned to his seat. Mr. Chavez walked into the classroom. We all returned to our respective positions. I looked at Harry when Mr Chavez was in class. Why did he come out to give Bella that much money? Aren't they rivals? What exactly is going on between them? That day, Bella addressed Harry as "babe" in front of the class, but when we questioned her about it, she said that she was teasing him to make him angry about her. But now, Harry stood alone and handed up the money. Not just in small amounts but for the total amount required for the surgery. Why did he give that amount of money? If Harry despises Bella, why did he give her that money?

Calithra's eyes gleamed coldly with hostility as she spoke sinisterly, "You may go back now, Harry. I will prepare for a bit before setting out." "In that case, I'll be taking my leave now, Grandma!" He didn't want to stay here for another second and hurriedly went out, shouting as he left, "I'll be waiting for you in Cloudcove, Grandma! You have to avenge Mom and Dad!" With that, Harry limped off as quickly as he could with his bad leg, finally leaving Vilemoor behind him. This place was too error and mysterious for words, and it made him feel too uncomfortable! He swore that he wasn't going to return there again next time!

Madam Pomfrey visibly pursed her lips in fury and answered. "It was a quidditch accident, Lord Ravenclaw, a simple cracked wrist that I could have fixed in a jiff. But the new DADA professor resolved to take the matter in his own hands instead of taking Mr. Potter to me. The boy even said that tried to stop him, but he insisted on fixing the issue, and he is 'the great' Gilderoy Lockheart." The last part was said with anger in her belly. "He ended up messing the spell up and vanished all of Mr. Potter's arm and hand's bones. And he had the audacity to say after that now that he had no bones, there was no more crack to fix!"

Harry smirked, “You know what’s worse? They say he’s gay and infertile. I couldn’t let your sister get married like that.” Filled with rage, I couldn’t let myself be dragged down like that. I opened the cake I was holding and slammed it to Harry’s face. I shoved the chocolates down his throat and kicked Harry’s balls and he groaned in pain. I pulled my sister’s hair and she yelped in pain.

I answered. "Yeah, that's so you. Is he thinking about sending the girl to Korea after you complete what he wants? That's what he does whenever you're reckless and get caught in a scandal. But dude, if she's really a shawty, I'll just sneak her and snatch from you, man! Haha!" Harry said jokingly. I laughed sarcastically, but he didn't notice. "You can do whatever you want, Harry. Just let me finish my job," I said.

I straddled him to deepen the kiss when we heard a whistle behind us. “If I had known you guys would give this kind of show, I would’ve brought popcorn.” I broke away to see George and Harry walking towards them. I jumped up to greet them, pulling them both into a hug. “What are you guys doing here?!” “You think we’ll leave you going against a crazy witch without our help. Besides, I have never seen a grimoire up close before,” Harry said with a sparkle in his eye. I looked at George, who rolled his eyes as Harry gushed about the books Mirja let him keep.

“So if it’s granny, you are okay but if it’s me, you are not okay. You are insulting me. After all, I’m not a typical bad boy.” Haha! Nice joke. But I didn’t get laugh. You are the perfect example of the bad boy yet you are saying you are not. Thinking that, I rolled my eyes. Harry kept blabbering “You are insulting me. You are insulting Zach and Charlotte’s son. You are insulting Abi's grandson. You...” “Stop!” I shouted. I let out a sigh frustratingly and said “Fine! Granny you take rest. Harry will accompany me.” Harry smirked looking at me and started showing me the building.

Harry told the whole story: "Harry wanted to ask Uncle Levi if he loved Harry and his mother after all. Harry wants to tell you, if you love, then marry that bad girl." Grainne cried and laughed: "Harry, didn't I tell you not to call people evil aunts? Also, did you go looking for Uncle Levi?" Harry answered loudly: "But she is evil! She said Uncle Levi did not love Harry and his mother at all and said that Harry was a debtor and had no right to enter Levi's house! Huh huh…” Grainne froze. Debt Department… No right… Those words were like a curse spell that stuck in Grainne's head forever, making her head hurt so bad.