Harry X Hermione Lemon First Year Romane & Geschichten

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.

“I’m sorry, Leon…” Leon let out a short, cold laugh. “F*ck off.” I yanked his face toward me, tearing off the blindfold. His light-brown eyes shrank in the glow, emotions swirling too deep for me to read. “So all these years, you hated me because of this?” Leon’s gaze turned sharp and burning. “Harry, I gave you my life. Don’t you get it?” When his lips crashed down on mine, I tasted blood and years of suppressed desire.

My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.

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.

The lady was wearing skinny jeans and an oversized shirt this time around. I looked around and sniffed. There were too many scents. I could not find that masculine cologne I knew Ken to always wear. There was more of this lady’s scent and cooked food. I tried my best to concentrate harder, just the same way Hector taught me. It was still difficult, especially when my heart was beating too fast. “Hermione! Watch out.” Derrick shouted. I heard something swing and if I did not react within that split second, my brain would’ve been displaced.

And he knew he wouldn't have regretted doing it after all she sealed her fate with him. But no. He wouldn't let her see the effect she has on him. Especially those eyes. The eyes he had always admired. The first time Harry met Rose was the time when the famous girl bully of their school tried slapping her. And Harry stood in front of Rose to protect. The slap landed on his back which that time felt hard but right now It would feel like a tap to him. That was the first time he watched her so closely. As soon as she felt nothing She opened her eyes and snapped her eyes up only to meet his grey soft ones.

“You were at the auditorium weren't you? And the last time I checked even the fetus in this Great Fortress remembers Tau Upsilon Rex who addressed us all and told us of Jaylen's identity. You heifer!" Standing up in a hurry, Hermione made an attempt to pull a fast one at Ron but he was quick to move further away from her causing her to hit her arm against the hard wooden table. "Fuck!" Hermione cussed angrily as she stared at her wounded arm. "I am going to snuff life out of you, Ron! Just watch and see." She bickered. "Calm your nerves. Why are you always so hot headed?" Lorelei inquired. She looked tired.

Harry did not heed the wolf's words, he had promised Manny, that they would decide after the mating games event took place. Harry was in front of Manny, his eyes fixed on the plump lips of the woman with loose and fragrant hair, she knew how to take care of herself. He could smell her hair lotion… oh or was that the smell of her shampoo, it was the Smells of lemon grass… very fresh and therapeutic.

Sienna suspiciously tasted it, and her face wrinkled up because of the sourness. It was intentional! “Here, Master Harry, you should eat it too.” Sienna retaliated by placing a slice of lemon on Harry’s plate. She did not expect that Harry would eat it in one bite, and the expression on his face did not change in the slightest after eating it! It was a fresh lemon! Sienna’s eyes widened in surprise as she did not expect him to be so hard on himself!