Hermione Granger Emma Watson Novels & Stories

Erebus cut her off. "No, I'm alright." Kitty laughed and patted him on the arm -- she was not tall enough to pat him on the head when the huge wolf was on his feet, "He took me to a huge room, and that woman was right in there, holding Emma in her arms. I think she wasn't supposed to be there either, because the man in front of her, the wizard, was really surprised when he saw her." "She's the third daughter of our new queen, Princess Arya." Erebus slightly nodded.

Hermione The time has finally come when I'm going to see where my mother has grown up, the excitement that I'm feeling is so unreal and I can't wait to learn more about her and see the other witches, so far Jamilla and Gloria are the only that I have know and I don't consider Gloria one, when she has to have a sacrifice in other for her to have power.

It made me out to be someone who knew everything, when I didn't even know everything. "Everything okay over here?" We all looked to see a man and a familiar woman walking our way. "Alpha Layton." One of the other patrol wolves said. "Queen Emiko." Emiko? That was a unique name for a woman to be named. I took a sniff and I smelled magic and a wendigo. "You're very intuned with your senses, Gamma Channing." She said, looking at me with a smile. "I am only half Wendigo though, my other half is Djinn. I am the first female of my two species."

But this girl is ugly and can also be called a freak. Emma looked around her with fear. Yes, her step-sister Amber is a beauty. But no one knows the original Emma. Emma is small, with her 5.4 height, and is also Slim. Emma has her mother's features. Her eyes are hazelnut colored and her hair reddish-brown. Her face can be considered beautiful, with fair spotless skin and good features. Emma has a very good figure. But she is scared to get noticed in the family. As a maid, if one of the made men rape her, no one will protect her. So She wears huge black-rimmed glasses, even though she doesn't need them. She uses braces, even though her teeth are straight and perfect.

"Don't underestimate me Auntie because I know you also come from a poor family! Now you only care about wealth but when it comes to brains you are nothing!" I touch my cheek because she suddenly slapped me. "You have guts now to fight huh!!" She shouted and grabbed my jaw. "You and I are different! Don't compare me to yourself, do you understand that!!" The only thing I could do was cry when she started pulling my hair.

Hermione is fat, she’s got red hair and she does not have what it takes. My eyes moved around the car. Hector rolled his eyes and switched off the video. Tiffany did the same after saying “Oh brother” under her breath. I was the only one watching the video now. “Get me into the sight. We need to tarnish her name. She does not get to be Daniella. I want Daniella. I must have it.” The video showed her typing something on the screen. “She will know never to mess with me.” Hector took my phone away from me and switched off the video.

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.

“Where did they go?” “We have to find them,” Luke tells us. “They have been alive this whole time and never told us.” Rebecca looks around and sniffs. “A witch is helping them!” “Do you recognize the coven?” Emma asks surprisingly. She looks at us stunned. “My grand mother is a witch, I’m a quarter I have no magic.” “That’s why you are mated to a werewolf and aren’t scared,” Luke nods. “She knew me and wanted me anyway. I love you Emma,” Fred is holding her tightly.

Before they bowed down to her, That stupid thing, that runt, the woman who was in charge of everything that should have been mine, they just bowed down to her. Sienna De Luca. Omega. Nobody. Now the Luna. How could a person like her just become a Luna when she was nothing more than an Omega? A lowest rank, one that he could use as a consort to breed him children. I dug my nails into the soft leather of the armchair, unable to stop the rage bubbling beneath my skin. It burned like acid in my veins, every second of it replaying over and over in my head. He chose her. Publicly.

– E. A slow grin spread across his face. Emma. Emma Henderson. The name alone conjured a cascade of images: sun-bleached blonde hair the texture of silk, eyes the startling blue of the deep end of the pool, and a laugh that was somehow both innocent and knowing. She was the undisputed queen of their social circle, the glittering center of a universe that orbited her father’s money and her own effortless, devastating allure.