Hermione And Ginny Novels & Stories

His gaze darted to and fro her face, and I could only ask myself how I'd been oblivious for so long. “Allow me to introduce, Hermione , my Luna and mate.” The people's cheers rode higher this time, almost rupturing my ear drums. I stared at the duo in front of me. I'd already seen it, witnessed it, but a tiny part of me still didn't want to believe it was real.

At the end of the competition, they set some games for couples and Harry forced me to participate in the game. Finally, we both end up having a great dance together. He snaked his arm around my waist while I rested my hand on his chest. He led every step like a professional dancer and the dance went perfectly. In the end, everyone cheered in a high pitched voice. The next day we spent our whole time simply laying on the bed. I and Quinn shared a room while Harry and Kevin shared another room. Harry even brought a silly idea of sharing a room together, but Quinn insisted and gave him a hard glare. Then he shut his mouth and went along with Kevin. I wanted to laugh at that moment.

I kissed her hands and bowed my head in front of her as the burning in my eyes increased. "Auroraaaaa," Astonished by the loud echo of my name I faced the door to find a fuming Ginny, my only bridesmaid. Cladded in a purple shoulderless gown with a partial slit on the left side exposing her perfectly waxed leg, she was killing the day. "Didn't I warn you to not cry! See, you've smudged your mascara. " She stormed towards me. Ginny literally pulled me to the mirror and started setting my make-up again.

Erik invited them in, and walked inside the chambers. As he entered the chambers, he saw his three wifes, Susan, Joan, and Leona, seated in the sofas around a low round table, talking and drinking tea. The two guests entered after Erik and were looking around the room with curiosity. The girls had put down their tea cups and got up from their seats. At that, the guests' attention went to them. "These are my wives that decided to accompany me in this summons to 'fix' the school. This is Susan Ravenclaw, Lady of Ravenclaw and the Hogwarts' castle."

Half an hour later, Chloe appeared in front of everyone holding Ginny's hand. Joseph's eyes flickered with surprise. Ginny was a sheltered child. Despite not being mischievous, she was timid, especially around unfamiliar people. It seemed to him that Chloe possessed some commendable traits. At the very least, she knew her way around kids. Ginny went around the crowd, showing off to everyone her new hairstyle. It had been tied up in a pair of symmetrical buns, each on one side of her head. It accentuated her adorable features, making her look like a little fairy.

I said. They hesitated. “Alpha didn’t,” “*I did,*” I snapped. “Want to question me again?” They exchanged wary glances, then unlocked the gate and stepped aside, their obedience silent but reluctant. The door creaked open, the sound grating against the quiet. Hermoine was curled on the floor in a crumpled heap, her once-proud posture broken. Her hair was tangled, her dress wrinkled and stained from days in the filth, her face pale with frustration and bitterness. But her eyes,*her eyes still burned.*

Rachel and Howard exclaimed at the same time, both wrapping their arms around Ginny while she cried. “Ginny, don't say such a thing. No matter what happens, we won't disown you.” Rachel spoke softly, making me scoff. Ginny’s cries grew even louder, her sobs rattling the room as tears pooled at the corners of her eyes, dripping down her already flushed face. She clung to Rachel and Howard desperately, shaking as though she might shatter if they let her go. Before either of them could stop her, Ginny pulled herself free from their arms. She stepped forward and then, thud!

"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.

But she followed me like a puppy as I made my way to the mirror with the scissors clutched tightly in my palm. “Ginny! I knew there was something about you! I swear to God, I knew there was more to you than meets the eye. You are a witch…no a magician right? What you did there was amazing!” That was amazing? I frowned as I ignored her and began to cut the rest of my hair to match the one that had been forcefully cropped. I watched with tears in my eyes as my hair began to fall down my face into the sink. The light in the bathroom bounced off my near bald scalp.

My voice rose up a notch. “You think I would let those girls into my father’s house?” Hector gave me a weird look and I must admit, I did sound a bit stupid. “Where is all of this coming from? I thought we were passed it.” “We were but now I want to know who those girls are.” I told him. Hector chuckled then shook his head. “Hermione. I was with them before you and I were even an item. They are not in my life anymore. I cut ties with them.”