Novel & Cerita Black Hermione Granger

When she stood up again, her smile was bright and emotional. "I'm back," she said excitedly. "Thanks to your help, I'm finally back in my own body." We are all happy for her because her story is one of perseverance and hope. Now, she is no longer the black wolf, but a beautiful witch, her name is Luna. However, while we were celebrating, a mysterious visitor appeared in front of us. She looked intimidating this time, and I was wondering what had happened on why she is acting like that. Hera, the vampire princess, is here to witness and seek the black wolf.

I watch as she transforms into her true form. Her long grey hair unfurls into long beautiful curls, and it turns silver. Her pale skin darkens as gold bands form on her skin in intricate designs. Her eyes were completely silver. Karma and Fate have the same gold bands, but their hair is black. “Do not fear me Goddess, I am nothing like my sisters.” I don’t say anything to her as she giggles at me. She walks to the log cabin while holding Rosa’s hand again and we follow after her. A female hisses at me as I walk past and I stop looking at her when I go to ask her something. Odessa has gripped the female by her long black hair and pulls her head back, hissing in her face.

I looked at her, curly long hair over her shoulders like Elle's. "Elle," I said immediately, thinking it was her. The girl stared back at me with a woebegone expression. I looked at her carefully through my glassy eyes, this isn't Elle. Elle's hair isn't black and her eyes isn't black, it's grey. This girl's eyes were swollen probably from stress or crying and she was busty unlike Elle. The only similarity between them was that she's from the black race like myself or mixed like Elle is.

"Don't underestimate me Auntie because I know you also come from a poor family! Now you only care about wealth but when it comes to brains you are nothing!" I touch my cheek because she suddenly slapped me. "You have guts now to fight huh!!" She shouted and grabbed my jaw. "You and I are different! Don't compare me to yourself, do you understand that!!" The only thing I could do was cry when she started pulling my hair.

A tall, slender woman stepped out of the carriage—striking grey eyes, long black hair cascading down her back. I didn’t need a seer to tell me who she was. Loretta Darkhaven.

Despite all the changes made to her for this new mission, I could still see her old self right there, like back when we first met, I remembered finding her too graceful for a boy. Thinking back now, seeing Juno and Dion, the differences were glaring. For starters, the face, the eyes, Juno always had this fierce look and they were a lighter shade of gray compared to her brothers’ and they always seemed void of life but now the missing light in those eyes was gradually coming back the more I stared into them. It was just so obvious she wasn't a boy, but I guess we all fell for it at some point. Just right then the alarm clock started ringing, I put it off almost immediately so she could sleep

I’ve never even had underwear; I only had one, which I had since sixteen—the one Lyn gave me on my birthday, which I was sure she could have taken back if she hadn’t died that same night. Footsteps made me sit properly, as I didn't want Raven to find me sitting like that; it would just give her a reason to talk down on me. “This is Glinda the pack doctor; Glinda this is...” Raven said, and I stood up and stared at the women. She was tall, with pale skin and thin lips that were painted black just like her clothes; her white hair was hanging down her shoulders, white was a weird color but that's not what caught my attention; her eyes did—her black eyes.

Her hair had a streak of silver in it and this proved that she was a half blood. She was dressed in a sleeveless black shirt, leather pants, boots and ankle length leather gloves. Her eyes were black and the tips of her ears were slightly pointed. Two more dragons arrived. They were both reddish in color and they weren't as large as the first dragon. Two men hopped down from the dragons and joined the young lady. The dragons flew away while the visitors remained in their position by the gate. Shortly, the king approached with his guards. "Anya, welcome to Silvera" The king said and she bowed to the king. Then, she handed an envelope to him.

The hemoglobin molecule stomps its little foot on the table in front of us. Clotho rolls her eyes. “Ugh! Eris! Your way didn’t work. Time to step aside and let us handle this.” “You heard her. Git! You little pain in the ass!” Lachesis shoos the little molecule off the table. As soon as it jumps, it morphs into a beautiful woman with long jet black hair, wearing a toga. Her skin has a slight purple hue to it and there seems to be a layer of black steam coming off of her. The more I look, the more I realize how beautiful she is with a curvy figure and angular features.

Since Hermione’s leg injury had just healed, she could not move properly yet. In addition, her cultivation base was initially inferior to Ynes’, so how could she be a match for Ynes? Alex hurriedly intervened and blocked Ynes. He turned around and asked Hermione. “Do you know her?” Hermione had Alex’s help, so she stood fearlessly behind him and said, “Of course I know her. She thinks she’s some kind of Holy Maiden and is full of herself. She’s waiting for a good offer so that she can sell herself for a good price!”