Harry X Hermione Lemon First Year Romane & Geschichten

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!"

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.

Someone muttered quietly, “But what if? Harry doesn’t seem like someone easy to mess with.” Lena’s tone was lazy. “There are plenty of pretty girls at First High School. Have you ever seen him spare any of them a glance?” Her tone inevitably carried contempt. “All he ever did was follow me around. Even a lapdog wasn’t as clingy as him.” Sharp, grating laughter erupted in the private room, like a slap across my face. I wanted to leave, but my feet felt rooted to the floor, forcing me to listen—and hurt. Someone clicked their tongue in amazement.

"Just because it’s taken you three years to notice, Ron, doesn’t mean no one else has spotted I’m a girl!" — Hermione Granger * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy Trying my best not to flush, or worse, blush, I cleared my throat nervously. "Your pen." I pointed at the blue pen laying on the ground between our chairs. "Oh," her eyes followed mine. We both leaned down to grab the pen at the same time, causing our heads to bump.

said Ava in a taunting tone. " That's not the point, girls shouldn't travel alone. They should always be in packs or at least a duo. " countered Ava. "What the hell do you mean? " asked Mandy, sounding stunned. "Haven't you watched or read Harry Potter Mandy?" inquired Tori. "How is that related? " asked Mandy. " Hermione Granger went to the library alone and got stupefied," said Ava. "Katie bell went to the restroom alone and got cursed," added Tori.

Breaking away, I reached for his jeans, fumbling to unbutton them. "Please Harry," I panted. "I need you inside me." Harry shucked off his jeans and boxers in record time, his thick erection springing free. He lined himself up with my entrance and paused, looking into my eyes. "You're mine, Hermione," he growled possessively. "Now and forever." Then he thrust deep inside me in one smooth stroke. We both moaned at the sensation, stretched and full in the best way. Harry started moving, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming back in. His pace was relentless as he pounded into me.

Try as she might. Fuck. What had she done? "You think we made a mistake last night?" he snapped. "Just now, in front of all those people, declaring our—" A year's obsession burned between them. Real, twisted love. The same disappointment she'd felt after their first time reflected in his gaze now. "Our what, Harry? Affair?" Lily barked back at him. He seized her hips, lifted her trembling body, and slammed her ass onto the table. Possessive hands yanked her thighs apart so wide her hips protested.

he whispered “This is exactly what I’ll do to that baby was it’s born and I get my hands on the filthy thing” ~~~ Far away from the forest, in a dark room, Hermoine stood alone. Her eyes were locked on a large monitor in front of her, showing a live feed of the feast. She had found a way to hack into the pack’s hidden cameras. She watched Elena smile. She watched Salvatore lean close to her. Hermoine’s hands clenched into fists. “I should’ve been Luna,” she whispered. “That should’ve been me.” Her chest burned with hate. She grabbed a glass bottle beside her and smashed it against the floor. Then another. Then another.

I growl lowly. Hermione unsuccessfully comforts her. Woah!. Hermione ain't no mere werewolf. She survives mom's screams within her room?. I won't survive such situation. I'll pass out. Well, it's high time I shut the screams. "Leave us!" I order Hermonie powerfully. Her expression squeezes. She stare wierdly at me. She roll her eyes then reluctantly exit with a powerful door slam. I chuckle unborthered. Is she mad?.

But I could see in his eyes that he wasn’t fooled. Harry remained a neutral party. He steered clear of the drama, choosing instead to focus on his classes and his animals, along with the cat he had a dog too. Leo seemed oblivious to it all. He was more interested in his phone than the unspoken tension simmering around us. It was very unlike him. Awkward didn’t even begin to describe the situation in the house. “What are you thinking about?” Harry’s voice jolted me out of my thoughts. He placed a plate of breakfast in front of me, his expression amused. “You’re going to be late for your first day if you keep spacing out.”