Novel & Cerita Fanfiction Hermione Snape

All to keep low. Pulling a gown over my shoulders, I wander around my room and throughout all the space given to me. My slippers scuff against the floor, as I run without guards around, looking for Hermione. I don't just rely on her, I care about her. She is my best friend, almost like a daughter to me. Did Moon do something to her? Is she being held captive- I catch sight of her. She's walking toward my quarters, head down, looking at her feet.

Hermione Granger sat cross-legged on the floor of the library, surrounded by piles of books as she pored over ancient texts in search of a rare potion recipe. The silence was broken only by the soft rustling of pages and the occasional creak of a floorboard underfoot. Lost in her studies, she didn't notice the tall, dark-haired figure approaching until he was standing directly behind her. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Viktor Krum's deep voice rumbled, causing Hermione to jump and spin around. The Bulgarian Quidditch captain loomed over her, his piercing gaze fixed on her face. Hermione felt her cheeks flush under his intense scrutiny.

, I was amazed at this story and it seemed I wasn't the only one who wanted to listen to the story. "Selene finally made Endymion fall in love with her and she got pregnant with Endymion's daughter. Hermes was enraged at what Selene did after she had been ordered to stay away from men so ordered that a black witch should perform the magic that would turn her into a feral animal too but the witch failed". "How? Why? But she's no longer pure", Lyla questioned from her seat and Nathan shut her up affectionately, making her pout. Serena laughed before continuing her story.

I am a succubus, and during my heat cycle, I must have sex with a partner to survive. After rescuing a serpentfolk man, a species renowned in the beast-kin world for possessing the most potent sexual prowess of all, I used the favor to make him help me through my heat. And just as I was clinging to him again, begging him to take care of my needs, a stream of scrolling comments flashed before my eyes: [The villainess doesn't even realize she's been hate-sexed this whole time! The male lead despises her for defiling his body!]

he whispered “This is exactly what I’ll do to that baby was it’s born and I get my hands on the filthy thing” ~~~ Far away from the forest, in a dark room, Hermoine stood alone. Her eyes were locked on a large monitor in front of her, showing a live feed of the feast. She had found a way to hack into the pack’s hidden cameras. She watched Elena smile. She watched Salvatore lean close to her. Hermoine’s hands clenched into fists. “I should’ve been Luna,” she whispered. “That should’ve been me.” Her chest burned with hate. She grabbed a glass bottle beside her and smashed it against the floor. Then another. Then another.

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!”

According to the books, Diana’s eyes were dark. “So what you’re telling me, is that I’m a reincarnation of someone long dead?” Hermione asked, looking offended. “Not exactly a reincarnation. I’d say you are going to be used as a host or something, cos you’re different from her, your heart is kinder”, Lang Lang replied, looking thoughtful. "Or do you have dreams of a past life or something?" “None that I can think of,” Hermione said. Withholding the dream she had in her kitchen and not knowing why.

Hermione snared at both Claire and Ron. Ron snickered. “I had a feeling you would act crazy soon. Just didn't occur to me that it would be my turn." Hermione glared. “Just answer the damn question. Have you both forgotten you are cousins?" Amusement laced Ron's eyes immediately. “And I have heard of cousins fucking." "Your ears hear the worst of things." Claire scoffed. “And for your information Hermione, Ron here has been my support system since the whole mess as a cousin should be. And he also made me realize how crazy I am about Rex."

And at their head, a wolf I knew. She was massive, larger than any wolf I'd ever seen, her fur white as snow, her eyes blue as ice. She moved like water, like wind, like something that had been waiting for this moment since before the wolves came to these lands. "The half-blood," she said, her voice carrying across the camp. "The one who broke the prophecy. The one who chose love over fear. The one who will—"