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

Harry walks over and sits beside me and says, “Hey… I’m sorry.” My eyebrows raise and he nods towards the chair as he silently asks me if he can join me. I nod and he says, “I handled last night poorly. I didn’t realize you were her mate; I still don’t really understand it because I thought Zane was her mate. I love my sister, and I don’t want to see her get hurt.” “I’ll never hurt her, Harry.” He looks me up and down and says, “I’m starting to realize that, again, I’m sorry.”

“You bastard, what exactly is your problem with me, what do you want from me?” Grace put her hand on her mouth in extreme shock, as she looked at Galadriel, who was looking with great anger at Harry, whose color turned blue from intense suffocation, and his eyes began to well up with tears. "Leave him now, beta ." The blood froze in his veins, and very slowly he lowered his hands and looked at Grace, who as soon as Harry fell to the ground, ran to him, slowly running her hand over his back, looking at him with great concern.

Harry snapped his eyes open and stopped his movements. “What’s wrong?” Joyce asked in confusion. “I still have some work to do in the study. Go to bed first,” Harry said and pushed Joyce away. Then, he got up to leave. “Harry! Why won’t you touch me at all? Do you care about Summer that much that you even had to visit her at a time like this?” Joyce shouted. Harry stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at Joyce. His gaze was so sharp that it made Joyce tremble.

Chloe said angrily and Harry knew if she wasn’t tied, she would have charged towards Finn and give him the beating of his life. “Oh Barbie. I didn’t entirely use you..I mean, I didn’t have sex with you. I was planning to actually but it will be an abomination you know..”Finn said calmly and this time around, Harry couldn’t hold myself and charged towards him but his men were fast to stop him. “Leave me alone. Let me teach the idiot a lesson. You enjoyed playing with my sister’s heart didn’t you?” Harry said angrily trying to free himself from the men’s grip.

Then he rounded the desk and took a seat at the head of it. Hermione stood frozen for a solid minute, shock washing over her as she mourned the absence of his warm body against hers. When she saw him return to his paperwork like nothing had happened, her face flushed crimson with embarrassment. She couldn't believe she had almost fallen for another one of his tricks. She didn’t even ask for her hair band back. She had plenty of those anyway. Without another word, she quickly scurried out of the room. She reached her bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, forgetting her earlier plans to purge her stomach and everything else, for that matter.

He exclaimed with a dramatic eye roll. Hermione's grip on his arms was unyielding, preventing him from launching an attack on the other person. Despite his burning desire to retaliate, he was powerless due to Hermione's forceful intervention. His face twisted in disgust as he turned on his heel and strode away, Hermione at his side. Hermione whipped around to face us, her eyes shooting daggers piercing our souls. I can feel the weight of her evil intentions bearing down on me. It's as if a dark cloud of hostility hangs over her every move, signaling that something genuinely dreadful is on the horizon. Sensations are coursing through me.

“You were at the auditorium weren't you? And the last time I checked even the fetus in this Great Fortress remembers Tau Upsilon Rex who addressed us all and told us of Jaylen's identity. You heifer!" Standing up in a hurry, Hermione made an attempt to pull a fast one at Ron but he was quick to move further away from her causing her to hit her arm against the hard wooden table. "Fuck!" Hermione cussed angrily as she stared at her wounded arm. "I am going to snuff life out of you, Ron! Just watch and see." She bickered. "Calm your nerves. Why are you always so hot headed?" Lorelei inquired. She looked tired.

'OH , I can do more than just stop you", Harry said with a dangerous glint in his eyes . His hands rolling the cuffs of his shirt so that his muscular forearm can be seen . I am sure things are going to get nasty if any of them choose this exact moment to say something , so this is my cue to take things over . "Hey guys, no need to get angry , why not we talk things over, right harry , Winston?" I step in between both of them ,my hands on harry's chest . I might've let my hands wander on the muscular planes of his rick-hard chest . I feel Harry's heartbeat quicken underneath my palm, so i let my hand falter by my side . I see harry smirking and eyeing me from my periphery and red hot heat ga