Hermione Fanfic Novels & Stories

Omni's POV "Marcus." Hermia purred, swinging her waist as she catwalked, stopping in front of me. She slipped her arms around me, locking our lips in a hot kiss. I grinned, holding her waist firm. Hermia was one of my favourite sluts and I was glad she knew what I wanted. "You…. I've missed you." She whined, taking a hold of my dick as she fondled my dick cap. I groaned, grabbing her hair.

He did promise to be there whenever I needed him, and now I need him to keep me away from whatever that is. Riven's eyes found mine across the room, but it kept as quickly as it came. My eyes also met with the lady beside him who was now whispering something in his ears that made his jaw clenched and I decided I didn't like her. With her perfect poise and flawless face, she was standing too close to him…they were comfortable with each other and I was getting irritated. "Eat quickly," Harrion continued, "We have a very exciting day planned for you.”

Hermione Granger sat cross-legged on the floor of the library, surrounded by piles of books as she pored over ancient texts in search of a rare potion recipe. The silence was broken only by the soft rustling of pages and the occasional creak of a floorboard underfoot. Lost in her studies, she didn't notice the tall, dark-haired figure approaching until he was standing directly behind her. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Viktor Krum's deep voice rumbled, causing Hermione to jump and spin around. The Bulgarian Quidditch captain loomed over her, his piercing gaze fixed on her face. Hermione felt her cheeks flush under his intense scrutiny.

All to keep low. Pulling a gown over my shoulders, I wander around my room and throughout all the space given to me. My slippers scuff against the floor, as I run without guards around, looking for Hermione. I don't just rely on her, I care about her. She is my best friend, almost like a daughter to me. Did Moon do something to her? Is she being held captive- I catch sight of her. She's walking toward my quarters, head down, looking at her feet.

Hermione tends to go off track whenever she has a confrontation with her mother. I've witnessed two instances where Hermione lost her temper after confronting her mother. The first time, she drove recklessly, causing me concern as I trailed her. The second time, I was the target of her aggression, until she eventually came to terms with her reality and found the courage to stand up to her mother. Given her history with Mrs. Pierce's overbearing nature, Hermione strikes me as a resilient individual. Many would have been broken by her mother's behavior, which tends to dominate and disregard Hermione's decisions.

Hermione sprawled on top of the lycan, Ruke could not help to relish the softness of her body against him. He was rock-hard and it did nothing to help that she was dangerously close to him. Hermione placed her hands on Ruke's chest and tried to push herself up but he was quick to hold her down with his strong hands. “What do you want?" she whispered, looking into his eyes. Ruke sucked in his breath, cursed himself and grabbed a fist full of her hair in his hands and brought her face down to his own. “What are you doing…" Hermione's words were cut short as Ruke brought his lips to hers with such force and passion that the breath was knocked from her lungs the tiniest gasp escaped from her lip

He just wanted to know what had happened. With tears glistening in his eyes, he grabbed her hands desperately. "Did I do something wrong? Tell me, I'll apologize, okay? Don't act this way. I was so worried about you." Hermione pushed him away without a second thought. "You're so two-faced," she muttered. "Listen, I stopped to tell you two things. One, our relationship was all a game, something I did because I was bored. It was exciting for a little while, but now it's grown boring, so I don't need it anymore."

“I want her gone. I want both of them to hurt.” Ares stepped closer. “Then we stick to the plan. Make Salvatore angry. Make him lose her. Break them both.” Hermoine nodded. But her eyes were still full of fire. “He loves her,” she said. “That’s why this hurts so much. He really loves her.” Ares frowned. “Love makes people stupid.” Hermoine gave a short, bitter laugh. “Then let’s make them stupid together.” They stood in silence for a moment. Then Hermoine spoke again, voice sharp and angry.

those were the only words i found myself saying as my brain went blank. Authors Note:hi, thanks for reading 'heremes heir'. Please if you see any description of a character, place or myth as wrong,it is mostly done for plot purpose. Of course am open to further discussion. Thanks.

Lee says. I carefully sit on the side of the bed and pull down the sheets. "Fuck me. Do you see that, Lee?" I ask. She is only wearing a Hogwarts t-shirt. It's a Slytherin one with Draco Malfoy on it. "She is a big fan of bad boys." Lee laughs. "No! She is mine! She should be a fan of us, not him!" I snap at Lee furiously. "Ok, man. Lee replies, backing off. "I want to touch her. Fuck, look at her panties. They are see-through, black, sheer as fuck." I said, feeling myself getting excited.