Hermione Granger In The Books นิยาย & เรื่องราว

{HERMIONE} Just a step forward and I hear a weird uproar from the crowd. It doesn’t sound like a happy cheer. It sounds like they just saw something terrifying, but everybody is weirdly staring right at me and I don’t understand. My stomach starts burning hot. What exactly is wrong? “Hermione!” Zara’s tiny hiss comes from beside me and I turn to look at her. But before my gaze can land on Zara, it lands on someone else.

“Oh my god! You got me the Harry Potter Series!” I rushed to the bookshelf and grabbed a copy of ‘Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire’. It was the only book I had read in the series and I had fallen in love with it. I had promised myself that I would buy more but I never got the money. “Yeah, girl,” she said smugly, “and I got you some others you might like…” I saw the other books and my jaw dropped. It was almost all the books on my reading wish list.

“I do. I’ve seen the movies and read the books, because I know you’re going to ask.” The smile comes back to her face, but it’s not the same one as before. I’m back to feeling like a jerk and am getting afraid it might be too late. We just had sex—twice—and I’m acting like none of it mattered. If only she knew how much it did. How much it always has. “They’re modern classics.” “Yeah, they are. Obviously, I’m a fan.” “I got sorted into Ravenclaw. I did the quiz online.” “I got Gryffindor.”

Memories of me and Ethan sprawled on my bed or my bedroom floor reading books together, guessing each other’s Hogwarts house. It was Friday afternoon. As the classes were over before noon, I had called Jake over to help me pack all my stuff for the move. Anya would have helped, but she was in her office and had called in to make sure Jake and Andrew were behaving. “Is that Harry Potter?!” Andrew exclaimed, rushing into my room and leaning down to see the books with his big brown eyes. I grinned at him and let him see the books. “My mom gifted it to me when I was ten.”

“She prefers books. Keeps to herself mostly.” “She looks comfortable,” I replied. “That counts for something.” He nodded, then went back to talking with the others, and after a few more minutes, I found myself drifting toward her without really deciding to. She looked up when she noticed me approaching, her shoulders tensing slightly like she was bracing for an interruption. “Hey,” I said softly. “Is that Prisoner of Azkaban?” Her eyes lit up instantly, and she said, “Yes. It’s my favorite one.”

Gloriella's face twisted into a sneer " I won't kill you Nevaro, you'll rot in here till eternity since you didn't choose what's best for you!" She strode past him, opening the door of another room, she turned on the light and a glow of white light illuminated the room, lined up in a shelf were rows and rows of potions, metal chains and spikes, there were other shelves that were lined up with vials, she strode past them, stopping in front of a shelf filled with books. The books were lined up in alphabetical order, the same way Draco had left them, her heart ached at the memories, it all started when that little bastard was born, that was when everything started falling apart.

Hermione stood up. “Don't ever compare yourself to me.I am not,was never and will never be like you.If you want to think I cheated go on ahead.I owe you no explanation whatsoever.I am no longer yours,”she said angrily.He saw it all.The beauty.She was still as beautiful,now more beautiful.Its like she wasn't aging.There was a spark in her eyes as she spoke.

But if a seven-year-old wanted to read the entire Harry Potter series in a week, Kiara was not going to discourage it. Kiara’s blue eyes flicked over to where her niece leaned against the trunk of the sugar maple tree with green leaves and small greenish yellow flowers above her. She sat on grass that was already lush and green thanks to the pack Omega’s and city maintenance crews. Unlike her sister’s unruly curls, Marie had straight dark auburn hair that hung just past her shoulders. Her bright warm honey eyes devoured the words on the page in front of her. In her young mind, Marie wore Hogwarts robes that were in the Ravenclaw colors. In reality, she wore knee length khaki shorts and a pu

He's constantly the one who displays a genuine concern for my well-being. As he drew closer, I stood rooted to the spot, unable to turn away. I allowed him to wrap his arms around me, feeling his warmth against my skin. However, as I relaxed into his embrace, a sudden clap shattered the moment, causing me to jerk away from Kade's touch. Her eyes widened in amazement as she let out a breathless "Wow . . ." A rush of excitement fills me as I catch sight of her. It's Hermione. With a glint in her eye, she exclaimed, "A daring and powerful superhero!"

She says lowering her eyes down for the humble effect but I knew better. Her fake stuttering and scared act couldn't fool me, "Why did you barge into my quarters?" I growled. My wolf and my beast wanting her out because she was contaminating the sweet smell of my mate with her desperation. "I'm sorry I know it was wrong of me," her eyes watered a little, "I just couldn't help myself but wonder how you looked like after all the rumors about you. I'm Gretchen, my father is the Gamma of Grimwell pack." She batted her lashes and stepped forward, her heels clicking against the polished floor.