Harry Potter Insults Novels & Stories

“Pathetic.” Tears burned at the back of my eyes, but I forced them back. I wouldn’t cry. Not in front of him. “Harry, please…just listen to me for once,” I said, my voice steadier now, even if my heart wasn’t. But he didn’t budge. He didn’t soften. He didn’t care. I know he has been looking for a reason to humiliate me lately. So now, he had it. “You are such a disgrace!”

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

he said but obviously, Hari thought the other boy was joking and he thus didn't take him seriously. "Ha ha ha, hurt me? How? I know you aren't trained and you don't have any weapon on you. So, pray tell, how would you have hurt me? Or are you a witch and you wanted to abracadabra me?" He said while laughing and Ravi just shook his head. "Abd... abda... what?" Ravi asked all confused because he didn't understand what Hari said. "You know, Harry Potter?" Hari said expecting Ravi to understand but he still had that confused lost look.

One of the students erupted. "Exactly! How the hell did you get to be in charge of the teachers in Saintly Woods? You're just a clown! What the hell can you educate us on? What can we even learn from someone like you? Are we supposed to learn to watch a fire happen while frothing at the mouth when his students call him out?" "You disgust me, you dick!" A girl spat on Oscar's face. Another girl joined soon after. "Do you even think you deserve to compare yourself to our beloved Mr. Pearce? All you can do is insult him, slander him, and try your damn best to put him in a bad light back when all you're good at is being a useless, cowardly, debased snake!"

Someone shouted directly at me, voice dripping with mockery, “Hey, Harper! How’s that loose, smelly pussy feeling today? Still wide enough to drive a truck through?” Laughter exploded everywhere—loud, vicious, echoing off the lockers. A group of cheerleaders pointed and cackled, one of them dramatically plugging her nose as if she could smell me from across the hall. Guys high-fived each other, repeating the insults louder and adding their own disgusting twists: “Fish market Harper!” “Loose lips sink ships—and pussies!” “Virgin my ass, she’s probably been gangbanged by the whole senior class!”

she said the words with utmost sincerity and seriousness, but it seemed liked the two boys in front of her were now trying to keep a straight face because they, in a million fucking universe, could not believe what she had just said. "A part of you resides in me? Oh woman, stop reading Harry Potter. What, you think you're Voldemort and I'm your fucking Horcrux?" questioned V. He was annoyed. On the other hand, Marco was chuckling. "I can't believe you're dumber than I thought," Ligaya said nonchalantly. "What did you say?" insulted, V tried to act threatening but was failed by the unforgiving wound on his belly.

"I brought my ex with me” Harry incomprehensibly turns his head towards me. “Do you remember I told you I had never smelled a woman before ? That's because she's not giving off any scent”. Harry's eyebrows seem to have grown together over his forehead. “And that's because she's one of them. The witches”. I look down. Harry starts laughing. "What's so funny ?" “You've been with a girl who spends her free time killing guys like you? How the hell did you dare cheat on her ?”