First Year Hermione Granger Novels & Stories

He's constantly the one who displays a genuine concern for my well-being. As he drew closer, I stood rooted to the spot, unable to turn away. I allowed him to wrap his arms around me, feeling his warmth against my skin. However, as I relaxed into his embrace, a sudden clap shattered the moment, causing me to jerk away from Kade's touch. Her eyes widened in amazement as she let out a breathless "Wow . . ." A rush of excitement fills me as I catch sight of her. It's Hermione. With a glint in her eye, she exclaimed, "A daring and powerful superhero!"

I calmly take in a deep breath before nodding. Few meters ahead and I was standing before the council. Principal Eldor was sitting amidst four strange faces, only one female and Tabitha Crofus -my grandmother is sitting some meters away from them. A sly smile rests on her lips as she looks at me. I return it with my chin up high, setting her aback. "Miss Hermione Crofus, a final year student of Showek's High school is been accused of using her magic wrongly to hurt a fellow student, by name Ketura Crofus..." The man at the extreme end says

Her aunt's perception was off the charts, after all. Theo had been like a good big sister to her since her parents died. She used to be her Dad's secretary, but now works as the Internals VP to AR Corp. Tina would be lying if she said that Aunt Theo's eccentricities didn't freak her out, though. The woman is Professor McGonagall in Harry Potter magnified. Tina would not be surprised if her aunt turned into a cat one of these days.

“Charlie! The sound of her name caught her attention and she turned to see two girls coming down the stairs. She recognized them as her classmates, but could only remember the name of Emma, the slender girl with curly brown hair and glasses, who had helped her find the lab where they would have their first class. The second girl, with slightly orange blonde hair and a bored expression, had sat next to her in the auditorium to watch the dean's opening speech, but they hadn't exchanged a single word, until Emma found them and present them.

What is wrong with the people at this school? Jason steps close, but I stand my ground. I can’t let these people see that I’m weak. This is obviously some sort of first day harassment. “Look, New Girl-” “Ophelia,” I remind him. “Tragic,” he sneers flippantly. Boom. Draco Malfoy look-alike contest won. And I don’t know if he’s referring to the fact that my name is old and out-of-date or of the horrible, tragic fate of my namesake, Ophelia from Hamlet. “You’d best start to understand some rules around here.”

Brilliant, smart, and a hard working girl, but even all those qualities didn't escape her from bullying. She was the first target before I started schooling here, but all their attention shifted to me once I came to the academy. "I've been waiting for you..." She closed the distance between us, looking at me through the big round glass sitting on her nose bridge. Her brown hair was tied in two messy buns. She looked like the literal nerd that I'd seen in movies. Of course, nobody would've allowed me to stay with them if it wasn't her. "It's good to have you here..." She extended her hand to me for a handshake, and I quickly took it.

I said. They hesitated. “Alpha didn’t,” “*I did,*” I snapped. “Want to question me again?” They exchanged wary glances, then unlocked the gate and stepped aside, their obedience silent but reluctant. The door creaked open, the sound grating against the quiet. Hermoine was curled on the floor in a crumpled heap, her once-proud posture broken. Her hair was tangled, her dress wrinkled and stained from days in the filth, her face pale with frustration and bitterness. But her eyes,*her eyes still burned.*

A misunderstanding could happen and that was the last thing I had ever wanted. "Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

“You’re not my t—” "Uh, so you are the instant boyfriend I have just recently." She said with the Hermione accent from the Harry Potter. I didn’t expect that. “And you think I’m so pleased with this kind of rumour that was spread all over the campus?” she smile mockingly. “Then, think again. You may have the good looks but you are not my type.” She added, stood up, brought the shake she was enjoying alone earlier then walk out of the cafeteria. I noticed that she’s beautiful especially when you get to look at her close even though she have thick eyeglasses and braces, she have a white and porcelain-like skin, her hair smells good and her lips that was between red and pink color, so kissable.

Hermione tends to go off track whenever she has a confrontation with her mother. I've witnessed two instances where Hermione lost her temper after confronting her mother. The first time, she drove recklessly, causing me concern as I trailed her. The second time, I was the target of her aggression, until she eventually came to terms with her reality and found the courage to stand up to her mother. Given her history with Mrs. Pierce's overbearing nature, Hermione strikes me as a resilient individual. Many would have been broken by her mother's behavior, which tends to dominate and disregard Hermione's decisions.