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Ding, ding, ding, we pull away to see Silvia standing on the stage. “Can the birthday girl please come to the stage.” Silvia says and I feel Octavia stiffen in my hold, she knows what’s coming. We walk up to the stage and our dads come through the side door attached to the stage, holing her cake; a Harry Potter themed three tier cake, the bottom layer is Green (Slytherin), dark chocolate devils’ cake, the middle layer is Blue (Ravenclaw), milk chocolate mud cake and the top layer is the Marauders map, with a silver wolf howling on the top, it’s a white chocolate and raspberry centre sponge cake. There is black frosted roses and other HP symbols positioned around it.

These were the ones that Malfoy Zacob had left behind for them. “Look at this emblem,” he said, pointing at the crescent moon and eagle logo of the organization that had dealt with Malfoy. Then he pointed at the silver locket on the table. “At a glance, these might look different, but if you look closely,y they are pretty much the same design.” Jack’s eyes widened in surprise when he heard Levian’s explanation. He had not seen it before, but the resemblance was there. As the silver locket was designed to cater to females in particular, the emblem has been modified to fit the taste.

I looked down at him, and saw the admiration shining in his eyes behind this glasses, and my heart squeezed. When I looked back at Jeremiah, I found myself smiling. "Yes. This is Chuck." Jeremiah's face suddenly became warmer, he crouched slightly to Chuck's level. "Nice to meet you, Chuck." He said, stretching his hand for a shake. "That's a great shirt. You a Gryffindor or Ravenclaw kind of guy?" Chuck's entire face lit up like fireworks. "Ravenclaw! But I really like Luna Lovegood, and everyone says Hermione should've been in Ravenclaw too because-"

I calmly take in a deep breath before nodding. Few meters ahead and I was standing before the council. Principal Eldor was sitting amidst four strange faces, only one female and Tabitha Crofus -my grandmother is sitting some meters away from them. A sly smile rests on her lips as she looks at me. I return it with my chin up high, setting her aback. "Miss Hermione Crofus, a final year student of Showek's High school is been accused of using her magic wrongly to hurt a fellow student, by name Ketura Crofus..." The man at the extreme end says

On her chest is a pin with a single rose surrounded by a crown of thorns. "I'm doing my best to protect him, Hermione," she whispered, "I have never been keen about your plan to hide all these years, but if it is your will, then so be it." She frowned as she placed the picture back under the pillow. "He doesn't look like you though, more like great grandfather Philip," she thought, and with that thought, Agate Althea went back to sleep. ✫

My guards stepped aside and a woman entered, moving like a shadow given form. She was dressed in sleek black from head to toe—fitted trousers, a high-collared coat, and boots that didn’t make a sound as she walked. Her hair was long and straight, cascading down her back like dark silk. Her expression was calm, composed, almost too perfect. Around her neck hung a single obsidian pendant etched with glowing silver runes. She stopped a few feet from me and offered a shallow bow. “Lord Hades,” she said. “I am Irene. A witch, and a loyal confidant of Gamma Celeriac.”

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.

’ 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.

She reminded me. "True. So there are five Grace's of Gryffindor, that bear walker. You can only differentiate them when you meet with them in person or by their title." I told her. "There's Walker the first Grace of Gryffindor, Walker the third Grace of Gryffindor, Walker the third and all the way up to the fifth." I said looking at her from time to time to make sure she understood. We soon got to the bathroom on Steyn's request and had a warm bath. After that, we toweled our bodies, stepped out and left for lunch.

Perfect pointed nose and cute pink lips. She's curvy, not busty. She's got ass alone but lack b**bs. We're similar heightened. She looks rich. Perfectly beautified with numerous gold, diamond and silver ornaments. She smell wealth. Am guessing she's royalty. "Sorry about Julie's unfriendliness" she lean on the prisoners bed. I nod dumbfounded. So the scary female goes by Julie. Such pretty name for a scary appearance. "Anyways am hermione. The alpha's younger sister".