Harry Stops Holding Back When Hermione Is Hurt Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I moaned. Draco stood a few feet away, leaning against his desk, his posture infuriatingly relaxed. He checked his watch as if he were waiting for a train, his eyes flicking up to mine only to watch me suffer. "Please," I panted, my voice cracking under the strain. I was sprawled across the mahogany, my legs shaking, my heels digging into the wood. "Draco, I can’t… I can’t take anymore. Make it stop." He tilted his head, his silver eyes cold and calculating. "Make it stop? But we’ve barely begun, Selena. You’re shivering like a leaf. Is it too much for you?"

To express my gratitude to Stephen, my parents prepared a suit of armor with anti-magic defense. I went to deliver it to him. But when I arrived at Stephen’s mansion, I saw Harry walking out the front door. His face was black and blue, his shoulders were covered in scratch marks and blood. His hair was messy. Clearly, he had been beaten by the guards and thrown out. I tried to avoid him, but he came up to me and grabbed my wrist. “You finally came to see me, Ivy,” he said. “I knew you would. I’m sorry, I was too selfish at the ceremony. I shouldn’t have spoken to you like that.”

As he noticed how silent Dior had been, Harry coldly declared, “If you’re done, go back and stop following me.” With that, he walked past her. Dior looked at his back and, in a panic, bit her lip and clutched her stomach, starting to cry. She plastered a pained expression as she grunted, “Harry Cogen, my stomach hurts. I’m dying… Can you send me to the hospital?” Harry looked at her sloppy act. “Stomach-ache?”

Alexander grabbed his collar angrily. “Keep your tone down” Harry removed his hand from him and said splitting fire. “This cheap characterless daughter of yours deserves not one but many slaps. In fact I wanted to kill this slut.” He moved forward and clutched her wrist hard. Her bangles broke due to his harsh treatment causing her to wince in pain. “Harry, you are hurting me”

"I hate you! I hate you so much! You monster! I hate you!" For a moment, Harry has allowed her to scream and beating but when her sob becomes too painful to hear, she holds both of her arms and shook her once, hard. "Stop it! You'll hurt yourself, Alice!" "No!" Again she pushes him away but he was prepared and easily let her go so none of them would get hurt.

He attempts to punch him once more, yet Arosh stops him. "Harry, stop it! You are thinking wrong!" said Arosh. "Indeed, we are simply talking here." said Harry. "You are simply talking? While embracing her, huh?!" annoyingly said of Harry. "Harry, we sat idle, kindly trust me." Arosh said. Furthermore, she drew closer Harry, but Harry was as yet furious and walked away. "Harry!" Chase by Arosh, yet Harry didn't stop. Harry held her arm. She confusingly took a gander at Harry.

Harry asked in pure anger dripping from his voice, "NO" I sniff, "He made himself clear before not to expect anything in this relationship and I made my mind on it, but I don't know why it's hurting like hell to me, why I am feeling pain when I see him with someone else," I choke out my tears again blurring my vision, "You know, I mean what I said before your not only best friend of Amore but sister to me, but I can't help you if you hide things from me," Harry takes my right hand in his assuring me,

Ezli's voice echoes with mine. "This is reality Hermione, you cannot run from it." He snarls, wrapping his hand more tightly around my arm. “You are hurting me Eros! Can you let me go!?” I ask nicely. “No, I won’t.” He says grinning widely. Swiftly, I unclasp his hand from my arm, twisting it painfully. He let out a shrilling scream, falling to the ground “Ahhhhhhh! Hermione! what have you done? You have broken my arm! Come back here slut, you broke my arm!” His cries fills the air.

"It's your choice whether you spend the rest of your lives in suffering or in joy. Why not keep an open mind?" With that, Harry turned to leave. "Stop! You can't leave!" Evelyn rushed forward and hugged him tightly. However, this only resulted in Harry heartlessly pushing her away. Evelyn staggered back from the push and hit her head on the edge of the table. Blood poured out from her wound …

' The thought crossed her mind. "Ouch…." Was the only thing Harmony could make out, having the staring audience removing the boy and girl and the center of attention, and replacing them with her. She touched her forehead. She felt the urge to do the pathetic scream she did whenever she stubbed her toe, but the audience that caused her guts to suddenly twist refrained her from doing so. "Are you okay….?" The girl was not able to finish her words because the subject of the matter had fast walked away.