Hermione Fred Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Sorry about that, Vienna. I have no idea what’s gotten into her lately…" I smirked, glancing toward the direction Ashley had stormed off. "Oh, I do. She’s got her eye on my brother," I said slyly, casting a teasing wink in Fred’s direction. "For some reason, she was absolutely convinced you had a crush on me." Fred sighed, stabbing a piece of grilled salmon. "Well... she wasn’t entirely wrong." I nearly choked on my bite of salmon. "What?" Fred glanced up with a sheepish grin. "Don’t look at me like that! I mean, come on. You’re gorgeous, fierce, brilliant. Of course I admired you. I did have a bit of a crush on you."

Cecile creased her brow, she knew who this psycho was, Amelia had mentioned a lot to her concerning him and his sick sister. "What are you doing here?" Fred touched his chest as if in shock "Oh my! I guess it runs in the blood, how about I do a quick introduction" "Scum bags don't need to do an introduction, they are addressed anyhow, Liam hates uninvited guests please help yourself out!" Fred's eyes flashed with hate towards the venomous woman in front of him. "Do you know who you are messing with? if you utter one more word I will make you pay!"

Her clear eyes curved up when she said that. Fred thought, 'I've never played with a woman I've abandoned twice. No, to be precise, she's just my pet. After all, I've spent a lot of time with her. Even if it was just a dog, I'd still develop feelings. 'Moreover, I like her again now.' He caressed the image of Mya in the video, "Let's go to Werenzo." Fred thought again, 'I'm going to bring back my pet that has run away.'

Maybe I should tell the partial truth, "I don't have any boyfriend. This-well-this was an accident" "Accident? How can someone accidentally give you a hickey?" Fred asked blinking I had no idea what to answer. I bit my lips wondering if I should let him know about Robbie.. "Th-that's...well...you see my heat pheromones...well..." Fred's face darkened. Midway he turned and held my shoulder and looked me in the eyes as he asked,

He had had enough of her oppressiveness, of her dictatorship, and of her unfair rule. “Mother!! Where are you now?!” He corrected himself, much to her sister’s chagrin. “Freda! Where are you?” “Why would you address your mother like that?” Hermione fought back, trying to protect their mother. “Do not interfere in this. You spineless prick!” He fired with anger and rage, setting every hormone in his body on fire. He barged into Freda’s mom, opening it without even knocking, but realised it was empty. Freda never went to work at this time of the day, unless there was something fishy at play.

I love messing with anyone's patience and that's what I'm good at. I am now walking with a smile plastered on my face and it turned into a serious one when I reached the living room where my father and the alpha that my father is insisting me to marry, talking and laughing as if they were friends for years now. No one would've thought that their packs were actually each other's enemy. Pathetic. "Oh, here she is. Craige, meet my daughter, Hermione," my father immediately introduced me politely but I never let my face show any emotions. He was looking at me as if telling me to not do anything stupid. Well, what I'm going to do isn't stupid at all.

But how long can her secret be kept a secret, how long can she pretend to Lan Keith that she's not Isabella Manor and does not even know the person? What if Fred tells his brother about her, what if he spills the beans and Lan got to know that she's the same person he'd been searching everywhere for? “Do you both know each other?” Lan asked, looking from Fiona to Fred. They should know each other in some other ways but not what he's thinking about. Fred is good with his job but he loves women as well. He does it with ladies and he sometimes changes girlfriends much easier than how he changes his pants. “Yes, a lot. I've known…” Fred was going to continue when Nathan's faint voice came throug

“You call manipulating and using people a life? What kind of person does that?” Fred shrugged and his ego returned. “Call it what you want. Helen doesn’t seem to mind. "She cooks sweet meals," he added wickedly, "and she's as sweet as them." But the words slapped Jerry hard, and he stepped threateningly ahead, hands clenched in fists. "You're disgusting," he spat out. “This has to stop, Fred. It has to stop now.” Fred met his glare, unflinching. “And if I don’t? What have you got in mind to do about it?".

“Are you nervous? “Didn’t you say you wanted to be my cultivation partner? Was everything you said false?” Alex’s hand dropped without hesitation, grabbing hard. Hermione felt her heart miss a few beats before looking fiercely at Alex. But, a smile soon stretched across her face again, and she said, “You’re overly suspicious. I will be a goddess in the future, and I will naturally commit to the words that I’ve said. I’ve said that I want to be your cultivation partner, so I will be. Feel free to touch all you want… In fact, you don’t have to tie me up like this. You can let me go, and we can consummate it here right now.”

Meanwhile, catching wind of what I had in mind, Fred was taken aback. “Wait… don’t tell me…” he said and I nodded. “It’s exactly what you think.” I replied before taking a deep breath, “I’m going to make her my Luna!”