Harry Potter Ugly Characters Novels & Stories

Ugly duckling yelled. "Can you just shut up? You look so hideous while yelling. Do you ever look at yourself in the mirror before coming out in the morning? I guess you don't have one since you are a lowly slave like me. Let me analyze your look, you don't have to pay because I'm generous, you are welcome sweetheart. So this is the analysis I have made. You look like a bull dog with a frog face... no not frogs because frogs actually look way cuter than you. You look like a vulture, a hairless rat with your half-eaten hair and you are so dirty... I would just call you a swine. And you have the gut to crush on my Prince Kael. Ugly frog!" I rushed my words, breathing heavily.

I shout finishing my little rant, he stands there looking at the ground for a second, but before I knew it I'm grabbed and held down against the wall. "I don't like when people talk like that to me doll, it really angers me, I know Tammy kept putting weird stories in your head so much that you're starting to believe them but ,I'm not the bad guy" he starts, looking at me evilly in the eye while I look terrified back at him, I go to speak but he holds his finger to my lips "you don't have to say anything doll, I'm not gonna be here today so ink will be here with you" he explains tucking a piece of hair behind my ear smiling, this guy is literally insane! He sends me one more smile before turn

— I'm not going to give spoilers, you need to read the rest of the book – he replies with an air of mystery – now it's late, time for the little wolf to go to sleep. I watch when the little bugger pouts, but nods, settling himself on the bed. "Do you think witches are good Scalet?" – I roll my eyes, remembering an old wizard friend who is simply unbearably cold, I think that's why we can be considered "friends". — I think some are, well, Harry is very kind and brave – I frown and decide to end this whole session of compliments on that Harry. I walk in and don't wait for them to say a word before pulling my mate to my shoulder leaving her gaping at my action.

There has been a discussion going on, some hit topic, and guess who’s the main person, ME… How come? I start reading comments one by one and realize that after what happened. What Baron did to Harry, that pussy has started to say bad things about me and mentions Baron as an overprotective father. He calls me ugly cinderella, and so many other words while his friends laugh and a few say in my support. FUCK YOU, HARRY I want to scream out loud but then I stop, swallowing back my anger, I Stand up from my bed, and look for the lingerie which was given to me by Baron.

The line went dead. Teacher Grumpy was on the other end—that was what everyone at our workplace called her. She had a large, round head crowned with curly black hair, gray strands beginning to show at the ends. Her eyes gave the perpetual impression that she was neither fully awake nor completely asleep. A plump, reddish nose sat above her thin, pale lips. She favored red clothing, which only served to intensify her already forceful personality. She rarely smiled as if joy had been completely drained from her. According to rumors, she spent so much time in the company of a Dementor that she had taken on its characteristics.

No one knows why shes ugly. Apparently when she was little she used to have special looks that made her beautiful. One day she just turned ugly. Weird if you ask me. But I knew she was my mate when I saw her that morning. I didnt think about her being ugly in my eyes she was beautiful. She is beautiful. Her black hair and her grey eyes. I love when she's around me. But my parents have even said that it could of at least been a pretty girl. Man did I yell at them when they mumbled that comment.

I was just focused on the book I was reading, pretending not to hear them. “Hey ugly,” one of them called out. “Hope you are not planning to show up tonight.” I pushed back my glasses that were falling off my nose and continued reading. One of them walked to my desk, grabbed my book and dropped it to the floor. “You don't ignore beauty like us.” She said, titling her head smugly. She continued “have you gotten a prom date? Oops, I forgot. Nobody will want an ugly duckling like you to be their date.”

Terry, seeing the dilemma, put a hand on Harry's shoulder and said softly, "What are you doing? Let her go first. She's just kind enough to want to help you!" "Kindness?" Harry sneered, "I'm afraid it's not! From the way they're dressed, you already know these two aren't any good!" Hearing that, Ilumina used all her strength to pull her arm away from Harry's control, "You're too rude! Do you believe I'm going to scream that you want to abuse me? Tough!" "Rude? The two of you are scoundrels! Don't think I don't know, you two always specialize in deceiving gullible and gullible students!" Harry gritted his teeth.

Princess Hazel rolled her eyes. “I know what you are about to say mom, get ready Hazel, believe me I am on it so you both can leave,” Hazel said as she added more serum to the pimple spot, she was extra cranky because of what Prince Kylin (the most handsome/ most popular person in school) had said on the school's website… he had called her ugly because of the stubborn pimple on her forehead that has chosen not to disappear.

Despite myself, his touching and nibbling was driving me crazy. Something that made me all the more furious, because he knew it. I tried to focus on something unattractive about Gray that I could latch onto. But the only glaring thing I could pinpoint was his complete and utter lack of character. He’s evil. Conscienceless and devious. “Why do you want to hear that, Gray?” I said contemptuously. “Does it get you excited.” “No.” He pulled back to give me a long study. “It infuriates me.”