Hermione Granger Costume Adults Novels & Stories

"We don't allow slaves at weddings! Especially not dressed like... like—" Her words caught in her throat when she really looked at me. Salvatore had made me wear a beautiful emerald-green dress that matched his piercing eyes. The fabric was smooth as silk, expensive enough to cost more than Percy’s entire wedding party combined. Her face turned an ugly shade of red as jealousy and rage bubbled inside her. "I want Hermione here instead!" Percy stomped her foot like a spoiled child. "Not this... this garbage!" The whole room became completely silent. I saw Ron standing behind Percy, his body shifting uncomfortably as if he needed to escape. His eyes darted between me and Percy like he was expe

’ Lorelei asked looking disturbed. ‘Young girl got to look good.’ She winked making her look funny. Lorelei scoffed ‘Can't you just head to the spa or something? That looks really ugly.’ ‘Beauty is pain my love.’ Claire said as she checked herself in a hand mirror. ‘Nah, this sort of your beauty is ugly.’ ‘Nah. You are just jealous.’ While bickering at each other, Hermione came on looking like a raccoon. She definitely just got out of the bed and didn't think it through enough to save her friends eyes from the disaster she looked like.

He finds Layla with ease, I follow him and take the picture for my sister, along with a few others of some more kids. The children are enjoying their party almost as much as the adults, I've seen some very interesting costumes. Caelum, Ryker, Cassian and Bishop are dressed as who they truly are when the night falls, the knighthood. Several members of different ranks are present tonight, some in military uniforms and some in police uniforms. My one request to them was no chaos tonight, I didn't want to have to break up a fight but Caelum being Caelum broke someone's nose for passing a remark about Aurora's costume which happens to be a mix of Kim possible's hair and Kitana or a ninjas outfit,

“We don’t know that yet. The baker was caught, but he said the instructions were sent to him in a letter with a bag of coins. So it’s someone who is very rich and likes to play games.” “Prank? Baker? Games?” I hummed, watching her remove the golden ornaments from her shoulders and arms. “Are you sure you didn’t go to a children’s birthday party dressing like a witch?” She turned around, making me avert my eyes from her hips to her face. “A sexy witch.” I licked my lips when she removed the pin holding her updo in place. I took a sharp breath, watching the expensive material of the dress cinch over her hips when she raked her fingers over her hair.

After washing up and changing into cleaner clothes, I walk back to the dining room. Hermione joins me moments later, dressed in a pajama that catches my attention. The outfit accentuates her curves in all the right places, adding a cute touch to her appearance. The baby-soft pink with shades of purple and lint gold is artistically appealing, and the way it complements her skin is captivating.

“Why? Is anything wrong with the way I dress? I can dress myself up just fine.” “Oh, no, I never said you couldn’t dress yourself. I only said I wanna dress you up for it, because I don’t want to go to a party with Hermione Granger from Harry Potter. If I want that to happen, then I’ll let you go with me like this.” She said, referring to my favourite movie character. “Hey!” I argued, “There is absolutely nothing wrong with Hermione, she is smart, intelligent, hot, fucking pretty and a very brilliant lady!” I added, defending my favourite character while Nicole only rolled her eyes.

She waved over the nearest shop assistant who was arranging clothes on a rack. “How may I help you?” the girl asked when she came over. Ruby gestured at the clothes on display. “We can’t seem to find what we’re looking for.” “Perhaps I can help then. What exactly do you need?” “Clothes for a costume party,” Ruby explained, “We are going as Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange.” The attendant smiled. “Oh, Harry Potter fans, I believe?” “You can say that again."

Hanging lamps stretch over the party area, wrapped around trees and around the stage. Their light is orange, dim like candlelight. People dressed in colorful costumes, with many wearing Halloween costumes. Some are dressed as sexy bunnies, mummies, zombies, and even werewolves. “Windward.” When Vero heard Lev calling her by her last name, her heart raced, and her pulse is so strong that it makes her throat tighten. She stares at the surface of the lake for a split second.

It was the easiest costume I could gather given the time I had to prepare. White dress, soft feathers, a halo and a golden mask. I stepped in through the massive doors. Loud music blared all around as everyone danced along The main hall was packed and filled with several unknown faces. Dozens—maybe over a hundred—people, all dressed in Halloween costumes and masks. Skeletons. Witches. Vampires. Demons. Darth Vader, hell there was even someone dressed as Voldemort too. As I stared around for any kind of familiar face, a guy dressed as a giant banana walked past me handing me a red plastic cup.

I, on the other hand, was dressed as a beautiful and mysterious moon goddess, my costume a shimmering array of silvers and grays, with sparkling stars crystals embroidered on my sleeves and gown with a crown of moonstones on my head. My parents, Thorn, King of the Dark Fae, and my mother, the Queen of the Fae now, were also in attendance, dressed in their own elaborate costumes. Thorn was dressed as a dark and mysterious sorcerer, his costume a dramatic combination of blacks and purples, with a long, flowing cape and a mystical shimmering crown. My mother, on the other hand, was dressed as a beautiful and ethereal fairy queen, her costume a shimmering array of pastel colors, with delicate wi