Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Hermione Photos

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.

But if a seven-year-old wanted to read the entire Harry Potter series in a week, Kiara was not going to discourage it. Kiara’s blue eyes flicked over to where her niece leaned against the trunk of the sugar maple tree with green leaves and small greenish yellow flowers above her. She sat on grass that was already lush and green thanks to the pack Omega’s and city maintenance crews. Unlike her sister’s unruly curls, Marie had straight dark auburn hair that hung just past her shoulders. Her bright warm honey eyes devoured the words on the page in front of her. In her young mind, Marie wore Hogwarts robes that were in the Ravenclaw colors. In reality, she wore knee length khaki shorts and a pu

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

’ Lorelei asked looking disturbed. ‘Young girl got to look good.’ She winked making her look funny. Lorelei scoffed ‘Can't you just head to the spa or something? That looks really ugly.’ ‘Beauty is pain my love.’ Claire said as she checked herself in a hand mirror. ‘Nah, this sort of your beauty is ugly.’ ‘Nah. You are just jealous.’ While bickering at each other, Hermione came on looking like a raccoon. She definitely just got out of the bed and didn't think it through enough to save her friends eyes from the disaster she looked like.

Hunter’s right there beside her, smug as hell, and I intend to crush his throat. One good hit and I'll put this snake-ass motherfucker down and end him right fucking now. But the crowd is getting thicker around us and their cameras are flashing lights, capturing everything. I glance at Hermione. Her eyes are red, and her chest keeps jerking up and down like she just ran ten miles. She’s trying to look strong, but I know her. I know the way her chin sets when she’s lying to herself. She’s pretending she’s over me. Pretending I don’t matter.

' his voice was sounding in my head as he went head on like a lunatic to face purely dark and undefeatable magic. I closed my eyes and concentrated like Elara had thought me to do. I had to win this. I needed my mate by my side. The young girls words came sounding again. "Hermione is the least of your worries at the moment. Every gift of life is in your bare hands." She had touched my hands and I felt our souls twine into one. I willed myself to be in that moment again and just like magic, I felt myself become more than what I already was.

I just avoided looking at her so I wouldn't be bothered. "Hey, everyone! Are you having fun?" Hermione greeted her friends happily. I smile as I observe her. "As always, Hermes. Everything's perfect." A man answered. He stared at me for a moment before he removed his gaze. Then Hermione talked again. "I want to introduce to all of you here a gorgeous model and, at the same time, one of the unique designers too." Everyone at the table shifted their eyes at me, which made me a little timid, but I still managed to stand firm and give them my best smile.

I dream of what I might see, in Shinee's territory, and what might happen. All I know, is I need to hold my ground. And not get distracted. I'm woken by sunlight streaming into my eyes, even if it's simulated by magic. Hermione has stripped my curtains open. It's her usual way of waking me. "I would suggest getting ready. My guess is that Shinee is anticipating this, and will be here soon. I've prepared a bath for you," Hermione tells me, her smile warm and genuine, as if she's the excited one. I nod at her, before slipping out of bed.

I whispered to her. "Why would the house keeper clean the area immediately? She's hiding something," she trailed off. At least she had a point, but their caretaker was too old and it would be impossible for her to hurt someone. But who knows? Arya suddenly approached Jaika which surprised us all. Even Mrs. Roque was also alerted. "Jaika! Are you cosplaying?" she chortled. "Yes. How did you find out?" She pointed at the picture on the top of the shelf where Jaika was smiling as Hermione Granger of the Harry Potter series.

Harry asked desire was evident in his voice. "Yes!!" Quinn Shrieked. She stood up from her seat and ran towards Harry's seat to kiss his cheeks. "First time, you used your brain. I wanted to visit the Taj Mahal. The place is so amazing and Lovable. Kevin, we can take a lot of selfies from different angles and I will post them all on my Instagram. I can't even imagine how it looks like." She squealed like a kid looking upwards. "Of course, babe." Kevin pulled her on his lap and planted a soft kiss on her lips.