Hermione Draco Fanfic Novels & Stories

As expected, I watched the hurt in his eyes before it was replaced by pure fury. “I love you Lucia, and I always will. I don’t care what you think or what the Higher Powers are forcing you to think! You are mine and mine only,” he growled, turning into his daemon again. His daemon was incredibly sexy for a daemon and I was tempted to touch him. “Draco, you’re scaring me,” I lied. I wanted him to hold me. “I don’t care,” he lied right back. I wished then that I could tell him just how much I loved him, how I wanted to be with him, but I couldn’t.

Eros scratches his hair frustratedly "You talk too much for a witch Hermione, do you know that? Well, to answer your question. It is a yes, you should expect that. I am someone with extreme desires and needs that cannot be satisfied by just one person. Hermione to be honest, you will not do. ...Besides I am only doing this because your dad saved my mom and I. If not for him, I wouldn't be here.

Chapter Thirty eight Jemima's POV I took a huge gulp of whisky and closed my eyes enjoying the burning sensation down my throat.I curled my hands into fists and took a deep breath.Drake broke up with her.I tried to say to myself but the heaviness in my chest wouldn't go away.Drake wouldn't lie to me. I yelled at my subconscious mind that she hid behind her favourite black leather sofa.He loves me.I whispered to my inner goddess who nodded in agreement. He chose me.I continued.He would never hurt me . He chose me.I continued.Then what's wrong?...My inner goddess asked.I am scared he would go back to her. I am scared after seeing how beautiful she looks, he would have second thoughts.I was so

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.

After all, you’re a fucking whore who made a move on that new man," she said. “I swore that he wouldn’t be able to get much closer to you—” I stutteringly asked, feeling exhausted and repelled by the situation, “Hermione, I have no idea what drives you to act in this manner, and I don’t even do something—” She yelled, “You don’t want to? I know you drugged Blake so you could have sex with him because you’re that whore, and you had already tried to seduce him when you knew that we were in love before you were arranged to be together!” the words of which caused me to become speechless and I can’t go jabber.

Despite being held by Draco, she felt like she was going to collapse. Draco leaned in close to her, their faces were inches apart. In fact, the tips of their noses were almost touching. She could feel his labored breathing and the scent of his breath, a mix of mint and liquor. His face remained emotionless, even as her piercing gaze bore into him.

“Now I know you’re screwing with me.” “Hermione, language,” Siobhanny chided, curling her tongue wickedly. Self-consciously, I patted at my frizzy hair, trying to make it lie straight in the way that it never would. “Come on, you love mages. You have that suckable Draco substitute all lined up for your bed. Whatever will Ron think? Or is screwing a bad Slytherin why you’ve chosen Alex? The thrill of the taboo?” “Trust me, Alex isn’t bad, and enough of the Slytherin bashing. Plus, you’re the one wearing the skin of the humans’ belief in the good mage.”

She slithered up to Alec and placed one her one hand on his head and the other on his heart, closing her eyes she started to see into Alec’s mind and heart, he was pure at heart and logical with thinking… he carried a light within him despite all the darkness around his life; his light burned brighter now with Nuri in his life, she then knew what archdragons she would make him. A light emitted from her hands and a glow radiated around Alec as he slowly levitated, his body started to take the shape of a dragon, A magnificent black dragon, with lightening blue eyes. Alec’s dragon body came down to the ground he was breathing heavy. Drakina motioned for Nuri to go to Alec, Nuri who was watching

She grasped him for support as the pleasure washed over her, leaving her lightheaded in its wake. Her eyelids fluttered open as Draco scooted up to kiss her face. "You look so beautiful today Stacey,well you always look beautiful without doubt. And your hair-" he took a handful to his nose and sniffed "-loving this curls, but too bad, I'll have to mess them up. You didn't think I was done with you now, did you?" his eyes were blazing with very evident desire for her it almost made her scared. But she knew he'd never hurt her, not intentionally anyway and she was willing to trust him to take control of her body completely.

Alex said, “Look at you, gnashing your teeth with that expression like you’re trying to eat me alive. What’s wrong? Didn’t your master inform you that I’m her husband?” Hermione was infuriated. “Nonsense!” Dorothy... Alright, it was Xienna Stoermer. That was the goddess in Hermione’s mind, an existence as great as the sky. Xienna was faith itself to her, so how could she allow someone else to slander Xienna? Alex’s words touched her sore point. “You deserve to die for blaspheming my master!” Hermione shouted angrily and was about to draw her sword at Alex, trying to take his life.