Hermione Granger Punches Draco Malfoy Novels & Stories

"I can't let him kill you. I can't. You can't ask me to do that, Grumpy. You can't. I won't let you. I'm the one who made him angry. He can take it out on me. Not you. Not any of you." "Hey, corcra, what's the ruckus?" Drace asked from over my shoulder. "Merlin. I saw him. I punched him in the face." I jerked. I'd missed the recipient of the punch the first time around. How my girl kept getting into these scrapes with powerful men and women, gods and goddesses was something I'd need to do some deep thinking about later. Right now, I needed to get her calmed down so I could get the full story.

I say to her. “Okay,” she says. She is crying and sobbing as I release her hand. “You all need to stay back away from the door. I will have to blow it if I cannot get the keys,” I say to the women in the room. They all move to the back of the room. I go down the hall. I turn to my right, and I see the bastard opening the door right where I am standing. “BITCH!” he yells at me. Draco comes from the other side and knocks Horace off his ass onto the ground. “Don’t talk to my wife that way,” Draco says.

He again yelled and pointed his fingers on me. I cast a sigh and quit countering his stares when he suddenly strolled with those heavy steps and lengthy legs. In a squash of a second, Malfoy was in front of me with his fist upon the air ready to whack my face. Out of my control, his knuckles hit my face making me crash down the piles of wooden slabs. “Get up, you bast*rd! Get up and fight me!”

With a low inhuman growl, Draco slammed the door open with such force that it came out of its hinges slamming against the floor with sheer force causing the two people inside the room to jump to their feet. "Draco," Dexter breathed but Draco didn't pay any heed to him. He charged for the limping girl. Grabbing her throat he slammed her body on the wall with such a vicious force he could hear the crack in her shoulder as the girl cried out in pain. "Draco!" Dexter screamed trying to yank him away from struggling Clarke but Draco won't budge. Draco squeezed her neck painfully, as her eyes bulged out and her face turned red. Dexter punched him but within the next second Draco backhanded him cau

"A-are you the new owner?" Instead of answering, Draco stepped closer to Peter, who backed away. "You have three seconds to get out of my sight. If you're still in my house after that, you have no idea what I'm capable of doing to you." "You can't-- "One." Draco counted. But instead of obeying, Peter stood his ground. "Two." "You won't scare me. If you hurt me, I can sue you--" "Three." Laura's eyes widened as Draco suddenly punched Peter hard, sending him crashing to the floor. Peter clutched his nose, now bleeding profusely.

Phedra Elizabeth accidentally punched Duncan Hiddleston in the face, causing Duncan Hiddleston's mouth to bleed. "Shut up now." Phedra Elizabeth with murderous intent took a few steps back. [Hurting the male lead. Prepare to be punished.] Phedra Elizabeth lost control, this time Phedra Elizabeth approached Duncan Hiddleston's position, kicking Duncan Hiddleston in the stomach repeatedly. Next, Phedra Elizabeth used her knee to attack Duncan Hiddleston's back to knock Duncan Hiddleston to the ground. But Duncan Hiddleston was still standing like a mountain, not moving one bit. Not even a little bit down, Duncan Hiddleston did not resist, making Phedra Elizabeth extremely angry and repeatedly

I turn around and head back to Kade and Blake, but by the time I get there, Blake has already shoved Kade down using all of his strength, causing Kade to fall. “What the heck is going on!?” Hermione eventually made her way down to the ground and yelled, but it was already too late by the time she did; by that time, Kade had already punched Blake in the face without even shape-shifting. The only sound coming from Blake’s mouth is a bloodcurdling chuckle, and his blood and lips are already bleeding. “Blake . . .” I murmured, but Hermione approached him and held his hand. “Blake, are you all right?” she hushes him.

and something far more complicated, straight to my core. I pounded my fist against his solid back, my bravado struggling to stay intact. "Put me down, you arrogant ass! I wasn't finished talking to your brothers!" My heart was hammering, but it wasn't just fear anymore; it was the sheer, dizzying rush of being physically overpowered by the one man in the room I knew I couldn't manipulate. "You’re done talking for the night," Draco retorted. His stride was long and decisive, taking me away from the warmth of the main lounge and toward a heavy, reinforced door at the far end of the suite.

There’s no way he’ll be staying with Olga and Draco. He was deep in thought when a pop-up warning appeared, “Time Decrease for ten minutes.” It disappeared and their time was instantly decreased, prompting Draco to bolt into his direction, gripped his collar and punch him. “Son of a stupid b*tch! Why the f*ck would you step on that?” He threw another punch on to Tradd’s jaw, making his lower lip at the side of his mouth bust open and bleed. His anger wasn’t satisfied so he punched him more on the stomach, causing him to hunch over in pain. He punches his face once more and Tradd staggers back, losing his balance and slumped to the floor.

He looked like he was contemplating whether to finish with me or go out to see what was going on, and he chose to finish with me instead. He brought his mouth to my lips, and I quickly, folded my lips, to prevent him from doing so. “Stop being defiant,” he growled, landing a slap on my cheek, and I groaned in pain, but still didn't give in. Instead, I bit my lips tightly, till I tasted my blood. Draco groaned, ignoring me, as he nibbled on my neck. By now the clinging of swords and screaming men were louder than before. It sounded like a fight had broken out. Oh lord please let it be what I'm thinking...