Harry Potter And Hermione Granger Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Hermione gasped for breath, grabbed a fistful of his hair and deepened the kiss. Ruke gave a guttural groan and ran his hands down hermione’s back. The sound that left hermione’s lips had Ruke almost running mad with passion. Hermione’s hands left his hair and travelled down to his chest. She moaned as her hands met strong muscles. Ruke had had enough,his beast was at the edge of hurtling into delirium. He had started the kiss but was slowly losing control when Hermione suddenly stood on tiptoes,placed both hands behind his neck and took the kiss to another level.

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.

I did have some fear for her because she was dangerous and unpredictable but I was going to put my fear for her aside and face her one on one. “Hermione! The pendant!” She demanded and I swallowed hard. Her voice was deep and husky, curtesy of the black smelly smoke. I moved away from her while she continued to inch forward. The stench released by the dark clouds was making me very dizzy to the point of losing my sight.

I didn't have time to react but the only thing I saw from the corner of my eyes was the orange flames that were growing more and more in front of the packhouse and the scream of Alpha Nathan, he was screaming in agony, pain and once I turn around I saw why he was in pain, the orange flames were coming from him and looking next to me I saw Hermione so focus on him that I finally catch up that she was the one burning him alive. “ Stop” I whisper to her but it's like she isn't hearing me, standing in front of her I keep repeating myself but that isn't working, I kiss her at first she starts fighting me but a few seconds later she starts to relax and at the end, she passes out. Picking her up. W

The underwear landed directly on Alex’s head. He didn’t move a single muscle. “Hey, have you gone out of our mind?” Seeing that he hadn’t moved at all, Hermione gave him an annoyed look. However, Alex still didn’t move. “Something’s not right!” Hermione finally felt that something was wrong, and at this moment, her divine consciousness detected a flash of a figure to her left. It was Alex, with his daughter in his arms, rushing to the other side of the swamp. “A*shole, he deceived me!” Hermione exclaimed angrily before giving chase immediately.

“Seriously, Shane? We both know that Harry will not die. This is the third time we are watching this.” “I can’t help it. What if he suddenly makes something stupid that can get him killed? Luckily, Hermione Granger is there.” Have I told you that Shane Croven has a huge crush on Hermione Granger? She’s her favorite character in the movie. I reached for her hand, enjoying the moment of seeing her reaction every time Hermione enters the screen. We end up cuddling in her bed and eventually fell asleep on each other’s side. “Have I told you that you’re beautiful?” I asked, mesmerized by her face. Her tie that is tied in a messy bun makes me want to kiss her.

“I fully expect him to burst into flames mid dance and declare his undying love for me. I even brought a bottle of water, just in case.” Hermione laughed at my joke, but it was cold and hollow, like the kind of laughter villains have before spiking the hero's drink with cheap poison. She glared at me, but before she could let out anymore words, I walked past them. If I had stayed any longer, then I would have “accidentally” dropped a tinge of my latest potion that was bound to have her itching uncontrollably for the rest of the night.

I gulp. My throat feels dry. Can we just talk about how beautiful those amber eyes are? I feel like I’m drowning in them. I’m petrified, even though no one has cast a Petrificus Totalus spell on me. Yep, I still remember how Hermione Granger did that to Neville Longbottom. The person gripping my wrist looks irritated because I just disturbed his sleep, but then his expression softens as he stares at me. “Sienna? ” he whispers. His voice is low, sending shivers down my spine.

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.

Harry spoke calmly, looking into Galadriel's eyes, which were burning with anger for him "Harry, let's go to the doctor." Harry looked at her before sighing and taking her hand to leave the house, but Galadriel held her hand "What do you want, Peeta?" "We need to talk." Grace fought with every fiber in her body as she looked into his eyes "I don't, please stop coming here. let me live my life." He looked at her with anger that bothered him to see Harry's hand wrapped around her waist “Your life is with me, you are my companion, you are mine.” She felt Harry's hand on her waist It intensifies