Hermione Azkaban Novels & Stories

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

I purred. Her eyes lit up, "Caden you know just what makes me happy. I'll be quick," she says making her way toward the pack house and I couldn't help but smile. As I made my way out of the crowd to a quieter section near the edge of the ceremony grounds, my eyes caught what was unbelievable. I saw Tyrion, Alpha Bastian's son, on his knees behind a cluster of bushes. His head was bobbing rhythmically as he eagerly worked his mouth over the hard length of a boy from what looked like Firstfell pack.

A misunderstanding could happen and that was the last thing I had ever wanted. "Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

I calmly take in a deep breath before nodding. Few meters ahead and I was standing before the council. Principal Eldor was sitting amidst four strange faces, only one female and Tabitha Crofus -my grandmother is sitting some meters away from them. A sly smile rests on her lips as she looks at me. I return it with my chin up high, setting her aback. "Miss Hermione Crofus, a final year student of Showek's High school is been accused of using her magic wrongly to hurt a fellow student, by name Ketura Crofus..." The man at the extreme end says

All the sect members knew that Hermione had boundless prospects after apprenticing as a goddess. “Senior Hyde, I’d like to ask of you. Who’s the female prisoner that you were talking about?” Hermione asked. Senior Hyde replied, “Oh, it’s the one that you and the sect master captured last time. She’s… Usoro or whatever she’s called!” As soon as Alex heard that, he instantly exploded with rage. He rushed forward abruptly and choked him by the neck. “Take me to her!” The people of the Plenilune Sect were instantly stunned.

My legs are very weak and I have to cling to a dark wooden cabinet on which are several bottles of JB, causing them to stagger. -I was always there for you, Lailah. -I don't want to hear anything else, I don't want to know anything else. I want to go home. I want ...- And I'm not going to let that Azael get you in trouble. I'm going to use you to bring him here, and I plan to finish him off with my own hands. I will protect you. It's the last thing I get to hear before everything goes black. AZAEL

Zadicus also ordered, wiping his tears to regain his dominant posture and summoning his Crimson Malevolence, bearing the pain in his bleeding arm. “Yes, My Liege.” She nodded, bowing a little when she had regained her powers. Alarming every ruler of Fier to send help if they want to defeat this monster and to evacuate people to shelter. “An Azure witch saying My Liege? You sure have a quite skilled comrade.” Sir Zuka smirked, knowing instantly that Daphne is the Azure Witch by her third eye. “She is not a witch. She is my Communicator and I know. They all are extraordinary.” Zadicus smirked, knowing how Daphne resents when someone calls her a witch.

Whether he was Morgan or Draco, she didn't want him in her life anymore. Morgan raised his hand to wipe away her tears; he just couldn't keep seeing her crying so hysterically and heartbroken. But when she saw his action, she flinched and backed away from him with her eyes filled with fear. His pupils shrank violently as he stared at her. ‘She was afraid of him. Did she think he would hurt her?’ He thought.

First of all, I'm not impressed by his want to use Hermione in this, and second, why her? "I don't understand? Hermione has a lot of power. There's nothing virtuous about it," I remind him. Her power is still unknown to a lot of us. She has premonitions, and has been sent up here for protection. Unfortunately, she doesn't really get much of that. Damon rubs the back of his neck, looking uncomfortable for the first time I've ever seen. "I mean purity, like of the physical kind."

She would still be alive if I didn't become hardheaded. It was all my fault! "Stand up!" My father commanded but it can't... I don't want to leave my mother... I want to feel her embrace even just for the last time but it seems like no one wants me to do what I want because my father pulled me with all his strength for me to stand up but he won't be able to stop me. I used my ability to surround myself with fire just so no one can stop me from doing what I want. "I said stand up, Hermione!" His shout echoed all over the palace but I pretended that I can't hear him and cried my heart on my mother's chest.