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

Either he has no interest in going further, or he is a pure gentleman. This is what I want. And I want more. I pull myself on top of him to the point where I'm straddling his lips. His hands still don't stray, no matter how hard I accelerate the kiss. It's getting heated, until the sound of the door bursting open behind us immediately pulls me away from him, like he's a plague that if I get caught being near, I will get in serious trouble. Turning around, I see Hermione stumble through the door, her hands cupped under her mouth, filled with blood. The sight near makes me throw up, but I compose myself at the sight of blood trailing from her eyes. It makes both me and Shinee jump out of bed i

"This can't be happening to me, I'm rejecting the man who hasn't left my heart." "Wow... Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!" We startle at the sound of a distant voice that gets louder and louder, "I'm sorry, but your screams aren't helping much," he applauds and Harry desperately pulls up his pants, "Buddy, if I didn't like women, I'd tell you I love you, so we can be manly husbands." "What the fuck are you doing!" Harry gets upset after seeing Harper's bionic eyes looking at my body and at Harry's at the same time.

She was pretty uncomfortable. “Please.” She whispered the word without even realising it. They were staring into each other's eyes. Reign’s was filled with pain and sorrow, but that of Alpha Kai was filled with nothing but complete contempt and the need for revenge. “You are hurting me.” She cried out and Alpha Kai only tightened his hold on her hair, causing her to cry out loud. “Say that one more time and I'll make sure to root out a chunk of your hair.” He sneered, his voice thick with rage.

Hunter’s right there beside her, smug as hell, and I intend to crush his throat. One good hit and I'll put this snake-ass motherfucker down and end him right fucking now. But the crowd is getting thicker around us and their cameras are flashing lights, capturing everything. I glance at Hermione. Her eyes are red, and her chest keeps jerking up and down like she just ran ten miles. She’s trying to look strong, but I know her. I know the way her chin sets when she’s lying to herself. She’s pretending she’s over me. Pretending I don’t matter.

HERMIONE’S POV [FLASHBACK] “Stop, Hermione!” Bernard yelled, he was trying to get a hold of me in our bedroom as I was going mad. I just confronted him about something I found out but hoped that it wasn’t true. “Hermione, please. Just hear me out, I’m sorry.” He continued, I couldn’t hear him over the boils of my anger. Red was the only thing I could see at that moment, I was tearing down our bedroom. I was smashing the vases on the floor, tipping over my drawer with my skincare, and throwing objects at him.

Harry feels his cheeks blush with her confession "Oh Harry" Diane remembers everything she has planned with her boyfriend to end Harry and her stomach immediately twists as does her heart, truly even though he was cold sentimentally and an ogre by default, Harry didn't deserve to be hurt by her and Joshua, let alone consummate what they were thinking. "Harry I think we should both just stick to the contract" she turns her back to him and looking to she feels her eyes fade and a huge stream of tears begin to fall, she felt something inside her was burning, and she was also liking Harry and that really scared her, and not because of him, but because of what Joshua could do against her, she no

"Heleni, Harry was drugged, like Colt. But please, we're still trying to find out what her motive was." "And you want to send him back to her!" She turns her rage on me. "Absolutely not! You are not putting MY mate in any danger because you can't keep your ex in check!" Harry is now positivele beaming. Goddess, have mercy on me, do I have not have enough problems already? Harry can sense I'm not taking her outburst all too well, so he takes her hand and pulls her into his body. "It's okay, I can handle her."

Every pull drives the blade deeper. Harry’s not shutting me out. He’s trying to save himself. “Stop,” he gasps. “Don’t… push…” But I already have. “Ha!” I launch at him, bile rising in my throat. “No. No. No. Fuck, I'm so sorry. I didn't know." Harry’s splayed across the floor, his gut spilling free. Blood. Nausea. I can’t breathe, can’t blink, everything feels like a dream.

Harry was not just holding me, he was hiding me. My body went still, even though anger burned deep inside me. It twisted and churned, hot and sharp, like something alive clawing at my ribs. I forced my muscles to loosen, forced my shoulders to drop amd pretended to melt into him. My lips stayed shut, pressed tight so I would not say something that would ruin everything. The footsteps grew louder and closer, too. Harry pulled back just enough to look at me, his voice low and urgent. “Relax, just until he passes. Unless you want to end up in the psych ward.”

"Juniper, don't deny it. You've always had feelings for me, haven't you? If you admit it, I'll drop everything right now. How about we get back together?" Juniper realized her mistake and quickly withdrew her hand. Seeing her panicked expression, Harry could not help but laugh. "Alright, I'll stop pressuring you. I have plenty of time to wait for you to relent. I'll do what you say and treat my wounds now." With that said, he left with light steps.