Hermione And Ginny Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"It's true that I didn't live at the Jameson manor. However, I was going to school at Brighton and might return to the manor at any time. All of you said you loved me and wanted to make things up to me. "If these were true and if you really wanted me back, surely you would've had my room properly prepared no matter what. It wasn't as if there was a lack of lodging space at the manor. "If you disagree with my proposal, I suppose that's because you're afraid that your lies would be exposed? You've not even cleaned up my room, have you? But even if you have, I'm sure that it is the ugliest, most terrible room of all!" Ginny's eyes rolled back in her head. She fainted and fell onto her seat.

Her whole damn cabin. Hermoine was breathing hard, her hands in her hair. “I gave everything for this!” she screamed. “Everything! I’ve waited for months , Ares! MONTHS!” I didn’t say anything. She turned on me, her eyes wild. “Do you know what this means?! He’ll never look at me again. Never! He’s bonded to her now. That’s it. It’s over.” I didn’t answer. I didn’t care about her feelings. I only cared about my failure.

"Please, Gin. Just let me do this. Let me take care of you. Because I couldn't handle it. If I lost you... if I lost either of you today, I wouldn't have survived it." Ginny’s own tears spilled rapidly over her lashes. She sank her fingers deeply into his thick hair, holding him close as he cried quietly against her side. In the absolute safety of their room, miles away from the magical war and the political fallout downstairs, they finally allowed themselves to just breathe.

We collapsed onto the bed together in a sweaty tangle of limbs. For the rest of the night and into the early hours of dawn, we explored each other's bodies thoroughly, missionary, doggy style, him tying me to the bed posts and driving into me with abandon. We came again and again until we were too exhausted to move. As the sun began to rise outside, Snape pulled me close and kissed me softly. "This changes nothing," he murmured against my lips. "You're still a Gryffindor brat." "And you're still a Slytherin prick," I teased back with a smile.

I pushed against his chest and wriggled myself from his grip. "I want to see all of it please," I begged and she took my hand in hers once more. We were pack at the pack house this time Hermoine left where I stood with the others when Alexia had gone missing. She entered into Nirson's office and I saw them express their love for each other. "Mate?" I was shocked. No one knew Hermione or Nirson had found their mates to think that they were made for each other. I saw fear in Hermoine's eyes when Nirson handed her the report like the one I saw in her eyes when she begged me to keep the Alphas out of this.

Either he has no interest in going further, or he is a pure gentleman. This is what I want. And I want more. I pull myself on top of him to the point where I'm straddling his lips. His hands still don't stray, no matter how hard I accelerate the kiss. It's getting heated, until the sound of the door bursting open behind us immediately pulls me away from him, like he's a plague that if I get caught being near, I will get in serious trouble. Turning around, I see Hermione stumble through the door, her hands cupped under her mouth, filled with blood. The sight near makes me throw up, but I compose myself at the sight of blood trailing from her eyes. It makes both me and Shinee jump out of bed i

They had not been expecting that. Ginny leaned forward, her eyes locked onto mine. "I can hear the hope in your voice, Grayson. You still think she might change her mind." Her words struck a chord, and I felt a pang of guilt. Was it wrong for me to still be hanging on to a relationship that was starting to look like it had been doomed from the start? "I'm scared, Grayson. Scared that Keera might not change her mind, and you'll be stuck in limbo." Ginny continued, her voice laced with concern.

And now, she and Willow seem to think that the witch—Ginny—has feelings for me. It’s like a never ending cycle of horny werewolves thirsting after and in heat for one another. This is one aspect of the job that’s definitely going to require some getting used to. “I can’t believe what they are talking about in there.” Ginny comes up next to me. Just like me, she’s staring at the shut door. More like glaring. I’m guessing she’d heard the bit about her having feelings for me. She turns to face me and the blush on her cheeks conform my suspicions.

I pleaded, my voice breaking, “Did… did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you without knowing? Why did you want me dead?” Ginny’s face hardened. She looked at me, her mouth twisting in a sneer, and let out a cold laugh, “Oh, Rhea. Stop pretending. If I knew that you wouldn't die and you would come out from that coma, I would have bribed the nurses to kill you in the hospital. Then, none of this would have happened. I would still be the daughter of a rich man but you took that all away from me! You took my life away from me! I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you! Ahhh!” A wild look of desperation and fury contorted Ginny’s face. She lunged, her hands like claws reaching for my throat. I stood f

“Because of you, he had me insulted, belittled, discarded! Because of you, he threw five special years in the mud. Because of you, I mean nothing to him now.” “I have no idea what you are talking about.” Reign simply said and took several steps behind, leaving ample space between them. “Maybe you’ve got the wrong girl here.” “Don’t patronize me! I am not an imbecile. I know it’s you. Hermoine Reign Angelis.” Reign flinched upon hearing her full name. “You are the daughter of Alpha Zander Angelis and future Alpha of the Diamond Stone Pack. You and your entire family are murderers! You connived and had the Supreme Luna killed, that’s why you are here. That’s why he brought you here to become h