Best Harry And Hermione Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Harry should actually be the one treated with violence. "She's my girlfriend." He said it like it was something normal. Harry has never, ever had a girlfriend except for fucking girls for one night just like he did to me. I bet he was even lying to me that he had feelings for me just to get to have a taste of me. I'm such a fool. I forgot I've always been. Change is never constant for Harry. "Meet Emilia. Emilia this is Elena. My foolish bestie and....so on." He introduced me to her. He only made me more upset. He called me Elena and a foolish friend and the rest....we both know. Well played Harry.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

–and he had never felt so cold, so alone when she turned away without so much as another glance and left him choking and breathless… quite literally. “It... happened.” His friends immediately stopped their inane bickering, simultaneously turning to look at him. They knew immediately what he spoke of. Harry looked torn, a strange mix of proud and incredulous while Sean just looked plain horrified. How long had everyone in their pack been waiting for this moment? “Wait. Wait a minute. You mean miss gloom and doom back there?” Harry suddenly asked, laughing as he stood up, spreading his arms widely with a shit-eating grin, “Congrats, man! It's a match made in heaven!”

he says that was music to my ears , I know Hermoine will be happy to hear about that but first we need to get some information out of her. " She won't be easy Alpha" Leo let me know. That's good, the more they struggle the better it is for us " You go it and take a rest we go it from here" I told him, The three of us watched him go " Let's have some fun boys" I told them. With that Cohen and Harley woke up the witch, Once her eyes landed on me she started to laugh hysterically and that sent a chill down my spine, Shaking it off we waited until she was done “ This is going to be fun” she said.

It kills faster than imagined. Our eyes remain locked. A final weak gasps escape my lips. Dizziness kicks. My head wave's. It finally drops. His deadly foot claws are my last experience. Every where and everything turns black. **** Hermione's POV. My body twitch. I whimper. Bad memories roam my thoughts. I wriggle on whatsoever surface I lay. My foots knock tough surface. That performs the trick. My eyes instantly swing ajar. I loudly gasp. My eyes glow beta blue then slowly revert to normal

I love messing with anyone's patience and that's what I'm good at. I am now walking with a smile plastered on my face and it turned into a serious one when I reached the living room where my father and the alpha that my father is insisting me to marry, talking and laughing as if they were friends for years now. No one would've thought that their packs were actually each other's enemy. Pathetic. "Oh, here she is. Craige, meet my daughter, Hermione," my father immediately introduced me politely but I never let my face show any emotions. He was looking at me as if telling me to not do anything stupid. Well, what I'm going to do isn't stupid at all.

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

She added, heading to the dressing room. The night, which had been delightful until that moment, completely changed for the two of them, who were devastated for very similar reasons, even without knowing it. They were hopelessly in love, and as a result, they felt an immense need for each other. The difference was that Kath didn't admit her own feelings, not even to herself, and preferred to pretend that she wanted him only as her submissive, which was affecting Harry too much due to the metamorphosis he was undergoing. While Harry knew he loved her and didn't want her only as a dominatrix, even though he accepted the condition to avoid being separated from her once and for all.

“I want her gone. I want both of them to hurt.” Ares stepped closer. “Then we stick to the plan. Make Salvatore angry. Make him lose her. Break them both.” Hermoine nodded. But her eyes were still full of fire. “He loves her,” she said. “That’s why this hurts so much. He really loves her.” Ares frowned. “Love makes people stupid.” Hermoine gave a short, bitter laugh. “Then let’s make them stupid together.” They stood in silence for a moment. Then Hermoine spoke again, voice sharp and angry.

My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.