Harry Potter Jean Grey Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

"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?"

"I want the man who broke my heart to be the one who tries to fix it. I want you to stop talking about the past and show me that you're actually here." A dark, hungry grin spread across Stiles’s face. "You’ve grown some teeth, Grey. I like it. I like it a lot.” “Want to see what this Grey can do?” A dark, hungry look crossed his face, his pupils dilating until his eyes were almost entirely black. "Show me."

I can feel my fingers and toes twitching as she moves her mouth down to my flacid member trying to get it to stand to attention. Finally, I am able to move my arms and I reach down and pull her off my member but it causes her to fall onto my chest. I hear a loud snarl from the doorway and I crane my neck to see who it is. Grey. His eyes are shimmering as he fights his wolf for control. I'm sure this looks bad, but it's not what it seems. He turns on his heals and storms out of the room. My legs still feel like they have pins and needles in them, but I force them to stand, dumping Magenta onto her ass on the floor with a thump.

CHAPTER 13 HARLEY POV Never again. “I am a cute rainbow.” She muttered to herself, stirring in her sleep as her hands hug on to the thick substance underneath her body. The light chuckle that reverberated through the figure beneath her made her to slowly open her eyes. “Of course you say such cute things.” Her head snapped towards Grey who was already staring at her with his hands behind his head, with her straddling him and say random things. “You!” she shrieked trying to get away from his grip but his hands moved quickly holding her down in place.

“Oh, honey doll, I got two bottles of that one and the watermelon one.” Her eyes lit up when he said those precious words. “How did I wind up with the best friend in the entire world?” He took another drink. “Just lucky honey doll.” They snuggled up in their perspective house blanket, Emma Jean a Gryffindor, and Kieran a Hufflepuff. He looked over at her to see her Auburn curls cascading against the scarlet and gold tones. Her eyes were locked on the tv as she lifted a slice of Hawaiian pizza to her lips. Kieran realized at that moment he made a mistake in telling her he was interested in men all those years ago. There wasn’t anything he could do at that moment but just regret and find a way

I said, but as I took a step, Gray immediately looked up, anger visible on his face, making me tremble. "I'll say it one more time. Don't come near me unless you want me to hurt you," Gray said, his tone serious. I was left speechless, and in the next moment, I didn't know what happened, but Gray disappeared from in front of me. I didn't even know if it was a dream or reality. He vanished like a wisp of smoke, leaving me in confusion. I didn't know what to do. The only thought on my mind was Miss Brenda. I quickly grabbed my bag, my body trembling as I imagined Gray in pain and suddenly disappearing.

Reggie said as he was smiling and glaring at me “Oh, I can’t deal with this…” Grey thought to himself. End of Chapter 60

One, Sophie was a blue-eyed blonde who reminded me of Celeste wearing jeans and a grey t-shirt, the other was Raven, a very tall, striking girl with poker straight brown hair and very intense grey eyes. I wasn’t surprised to find out she was related to Bella; those grey eyes were so distinctive. Like me she wore a long floaty dress, hers was black, highlighting her pale skin whilst mine was a deep forest green which complimented my hair and eyes. Kyra had insisted I wear a floaty dress for a change so I couldn’t see my feet as we practiced.

He asked, immediately taking notice to Aaron's hair. Aaron felt pleased, for some strange reason. "Blonde is bold, you know." He tried joking. "You mean black?" Adrian asked. "Blonde is bold," Aaron said. "Black is a rebel, while brown, is... In the gray. Just like yours." "Mine. Right." He ran his hand through his hair. "But I still like blonde hair. I think I might get mine dyed soon." Clearly it was the liquor talking, but Aaron felt the urge to just squeal like some cheerleader who just a thank you letter from her jocky crush.

She asked, dragging me along the path that led to the main pack house. “Hermoine Granger,” I answered and Susie fell into a rant about how the dynamic between her and Ron Weasley made for the perfect love story which I couldn’t help but agree with. *** An hour into The Chamber of Secrets I caught a scent that made me freeze in my seat, the room was dark except for the light of the tv screen but Jasper’s presence was clear as day to me. He was accompanied by a blond guy who looked to be around his age and as they searched the crowded room for space to join the marathon, it became painstakingly obvious that the only space left was on the couch beside me.