Fred/hermione Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The daughters of the high Lords, or as I liked to call them; the Courtyard Hags. “Selena.” Hermione purred, stepping out from under the archway with her usual entourage of highborn airheads. She was a perfect kid of expensive silks and fangs, and it rubbed off on me the wrong way. “Youre dressed, comfortably. How noble of you.” Hermione and I weren't friends, but I knew an insult when I heard one. “Thanks.” I let out, my smile bright. “I was going for, the financially humble, emotionally stable look. I nailed it, didn't I?”

” Donald stopped. ”Is this even a kind of book for kids to be reading?” He commented. “Just do-as-you're-told!” the older the two, who was barely seven years old uttered. Donald shrugged, “ ....on the bed, with his fingers clasped behind his head as he stares up at the ceiling. Hermia knows she is doomed from the night, she cares not to keep the king waiting. Tears drop from her eyes while she stares into the fire, taking off her gown to show the fill body of a beautiful woman who is only four months into pregnancy.

“He doesn’t want you! Do you honestly think those petty words of yours are going to make him feel bad?” She placed a possessive hand on her stomach, her chin lifting proudly. “I am pregnant with his twin heirs. And after the crowning tonight, he will soon become the father of powerful pups. It’s a shame that some people are barren and couldn’t provide him with the one thing he needed in order to assume his Fang Father title.” “Exactly, Zhuri, and that is why I have rejected him for you!” I said, my voice trembling but loud enough to cut through the thick air in the chamber.

Why had an act so small in the scheme of things seemed so intrusively intimate? “I suppose you need details of our moles and other distinguishing features in case she asks.” “Right now, I can see enough,” he said, causing her cheeks to burn. “Such a pity you didn’t moan, unlike the pretty miller’s daughter.” Hermione stared at her feet, still puce with embarrassment. Was that because of her bared breasts? “You’re mocking me,” she murmured. “Not at all,” he declared, putting a finger under her chin and raising it. “The face isn’t bad, either.”

” “Yeah, replied Ruke, “looking everywhere but her face, “so would you like to go on a date with me?” Hermione shrugged, pretending indifference but feeling rather warm inside. “I don’t have a choice, do I? Yeah, I’ll go with you,”and she added “tonight." Ruke beamed at her,then ever so slowly,he moved towards her ,took her hands and pulled her down into the water. Hermione was not expecting this,so she did not have time to avoid it. She swam to the surface gasping for air. Ruke bellowed with laughter, Hermione was riled up,she flew at him and a fight ensued.

He sighed, a soft sound of mild frustration, and turned, his eyes finally meeting mine. And that was it. The spark. It wasn’t a sudden conflagration, no fireworks exploding in the quiet library. It was more subtle, a gentle igniting of something that felt both brand new and strangely familiar. His eyes, a warm hazel that seemed to hold a thousand unspoken stories, held mine for a beat longer than a casual glance. A faint smile touched his lips, and I felt a blush creep up my neck, a betraying crimson that I hoped he wouldn't notice.

When I pulled at my tie, my fangs grazed my neck. “What do you want, Hera?” “Ohh, nothing too serious, my prince,” her tone was still mocking, “I just need letters of work recommendations for my girls. That's all.” I gritted my teeth. This was just one of the many things I've done for her. One of the many orders disguised as favors from her. “It's okay. Send their details.” “You see? It shouldn't be that difficult, Lucien. Just do everything I ask of you, and you won't have to burn to…”

Now it was almost midnight and I couldn’t stay aloof anymore. I was a hermit used to being on my own for as long as I could remember! Hermione’s presence in my home disturbed me, especially tonight. The red bikini drove Freyr and me wild with desire! Why was she hellbent on breaking me? I didn’t want to lose my restraints and claim Zephyrus’s sister out of all the wolves in the world! Yet my heart thawed at the sight of her burning with fever locked up in her room. No, I didn’t feel a thing for her other than hatred. I just brought her over to my bedroom so I could look after her!

We hadn’t even signed any official documents yet, and she was already exposing her biggest secret to me. Cleo looked up at me seriously and said, “William, since we’ve agreed to form an alliance, then this is a token of my sincerity. You’re my fiancé. You’re the person who’ll stand beside me in the future. I don’t want to keep secrets from you. And besides…” She paused before reaching out to hold my still trembling hand. Her fingertips were warm, soothing away the last traces of fear buried deep inside me. “I want you to know that I’m more than capable of standing up for you, not just here, but when we face Juniper in the future as well. As long as I’m here, no one will ever treat you like a

He fired back. “C’mon. How isn’t it any of my business? The last time I checked, I was your sister, and that means I will be the godmother to my little cousin.” “And the last time I checked, you haven’t even brought home a responsible man.” She quieted down, a smug expression on her face. Hermione wasn’t someone to give up so easily, and I knew she was coming back. “Says the man who sent out his own wife to chase another love. At least my man doesn’t do that.” She sneered.