Hermione/ginny Novels & Stories

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.

" You're in for a ride if you go on with this plan." I told her I was ready for anything.. Ginny closed the compact and gave me one long stare. Then she smiled and raised her chin at me. " Alright then. I'll help you. But after we're done with this mission, you'd show me some appreciation." I understood her instantly. " No problem." I noticed Sienna's frown had grown deeper but who cares? I don't give a fúck. That night, Ginny paid Nagisa a visit. Ginny was a great actress. She convinced Nagisa and tricked her into believing her.

After an attack by rogues, Angel, at the age of 6, was orphaned by his mother and was sent by his father to live with his uncle in England. Behind, he leaves the alpha's children, his best friends. After 12 years, when he finally returned to the pack that saw him born, Angel was no longer the little kid who left but a beautiful boy with blond hair and light eyes, tall, strong, and athletic. After a rogue attack, Angel loses his mother. At the age of 6, he is sent by his father to live with his uncle in England. Behind, he leaves the alpha's children, his best friends. After 12 years, when he finally returned to the pack that saw him born, Angel was no longer the little kid who left b

To protect ourselves, we shut off people. I remembered her stories about them being the Harry, Ron, and Hermione of the Southshire Academy. Luna is the kind of girl who is hard to be hated. She’s kind and cool. I want a relationship like what Lucas and she have. They are the polar opposite of each other but they fit perfectly with each other.

Drake says, trying to keep a straight face. “My son showed me the movies, and what can I say, I’m hooked. I even took the Quiz on Potter and it turns out I’m a Slytherin. Who would have thunk it?” Grace replies. “That explains so much.” Lydia mumbled under her breath, “If you loved the movies, you should read the books. They’re amazing, and they left out one of my favorite characters, Peeves. And I just feel like they didn’t portray Ginny very well in the movies. Like not only is she beautiful, but she’s also extremely smart, and an incredible dueler. She had a crush on Harry when they first met at the train station, and she’s been in love with him since he rescued her from the Basilisks, bu

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?"

During the conversation, I learned that the girl in black was named Lydia Muller. "Are you two friends? Or coworkers?" I asked casually. Ginny replied softly, "We're—sisters." I nodded, then continued to ask, "Aren't you afraid that I might do it again while we're stuck here?" Ginny gave me a deep look, her voice quiet but clear. "At least you seem kinder than your cousin. Besides, they're busy in the front now." I was taken aback—Eric had really strong stamina!

Because from the start, Ginny was the only person out of all of them who could be the calmest in almost any situation. And seeing the spirits of high-level demon race spirits wasn't Ginny's first time. "My name is Ginnerva Oakenfield. You can call me Ginny. Can I call you Eve?" Eve straightened up again, and now her eyes were sparkling. Her face had also brightened. "Of course! You can call me Eve!" Ginny smiled sweetly at Eve and stroked the top of her head gently. "Since you're here, you can think of me as your sister."

Although that ass of hers looked phenomenal in her leather leggings. She pulled away and nodded at the girl beside her. “This is my best friend Ginny. I think you guys met a while back at some of the old races.” “I remember,” I said. “Nice to see you, Ginny.” “You too,” she said. Her cheeks were bright pink. She was a cute little package with short brown hair, fair skin, and more freckles than a man could count. She looked everywhere but at me as I turned to Laina.

Every detail seemed to radiate a sense of otherworldly allure, leaving me spellbound in the girl's presence. “Hi.” She said in smiles. “Didn't see you there.” “Aurora is the name.” “Hi, I'm Gwen.” I shook her hands in admiration. It was so cool to know she could control the direction of the wind. “You're very pretty.” She complimented me, smiling. “You’re prettier.” I replied blushing. “Don't try to be modest, you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.” “Why does his taste have to be so rich?.” “Why is he so perfect?.” She lamented. We both laughed.