Hermione And Fleur Veela Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“You passed out, Hermione. That’s serious. Don’t even think about leaving until the doctor says you’re ready.” Hermione sighed. “Okay.” Just then, Rhys walked in wearing his office attire. His eyes found hers immediately, sweeping over her once before he crossed the room and extended a bouquet. Peonies. Her favorite. He bent down, pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, and asked, “How are you feeling?” Hermione glanced from his face to the flowers in her hands, then to Evelyn’s subtly approving expression. She softened her voice. Time to perform again.

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

To be sincere I'm starting to feel sleepy. He pecked my forehead before strolling into the house. I yawned real this time and fall into a short sleep. 💎Fleur's POV💎 I walked home feeling lonely.. I missed Elva,we would chat and laugh on the way but now I'm alone now and it sucks. I diverted my thoughts to my prince charming and began smiling on the road like an idiot,not minding the people turning back to look at me. "Damn... prince charming see what you've done to me" I muttered slowly.

' 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.

Luxurious gifts don't impress her, but thoughtful gestures do. I recall the bouquet deliveries I'd made in the past, and how she'd staunchly refused to accept more, fearing she'd become too swayed. And it's clear that Hermione's life mission is to keep me at arm's length, while mine is to win her over. Hermione's soft laughter pulls me out of my reflection, and I look ahead to see her beautiful smile. Her white teeth catch the light, glinting. They've stepped a bit further away from me, and I find myself staring at a rare purple flower with attractive seed pods.

" Hi, Magnoila, I know you must be quite shocked about this because he's your male best friend and you have a crush on him but I don't think he might be able to return the feeling because he's getting married, I'm Alena, Nice meeting you " " Gael, Did you call Magnoila here to insult her or you want to celebrate her birthday for her? "Fleur asked angrily and a tear slipped down my eye. I took a deep breath before running out of the scene. " I will make sure you regret this for the rest of your life, For toying her feelings, You will regret this "I heard Fleur yelled and I burst into tears. " Hey, wait for me "I heard Fleur yelled and I stopped immediately.

Elsa said with her zombie-like voice. "Are you sure you are alright? Do you want me to ask Michel to take you to the hospital?" Fleur dusted off her gown and asked with a worried voice. "Michel? No! i mean Michel just met me, he, he gave me the gown and said he is busy, i was on my way to tell you that, haha" Elsa blurret out everything in a single breath. 'He did? You sure have better relationship then i thought you had," Fleur's face brigtened up but a certain someone looked like he was about to expload because of jealousy.

He could only see Fleur's vague figure trembling, almost as if she was crying, but he was unable to confirm it. Vera, who was aside, couldn't see Fleur's figure clearly, but she could see the flickering firelight in the woods, and her expression and mood were exceptionally complex. Vera initially thought that Fleur came here to vent her anger to her father, but she never expected that Fleur would bring yellow paper and wine to pay respects to her father's grave.

Who was still wrapped around her like a cobra viper, snarling at Harry? He retreated and growled at Harry, “Mine,”, Fleur placed her hands on his cheeks and made him look at her. She tiptoed and pecked his lips in commitment, after a few jiffies she tried to pull back but looks like he had other plans, he placed his hand on her nap and kissed her deeply. Cora and I smiled at them. Fleur deserves this. They are so perfect. I was fully aware of the heated gaze of my mate, but I chose to ignore it. I went to the library to give these love birds some space.

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.