Hermione Granger Jumper Novels & Stories

So that was precisely what I was going to do for the rest of the evening. It was not hard anyway considering the second I’d landed back on the first floor, a blond guy in a cowboy costume already came to my side and asked me, “Hey, you’re Hermione Granger. You know I’m cuter than that redhead dork you’re dating so why don’t you leave him and dance with me?”

_ Harper's POV I stood in front of my mirror, staring at my reflection. For a moment, I barely recognized myself. Since I had decided to take the whole "player's girlfriend" thing seriously, I thought it was best to go all in. Wearing a fitted white sweater with Jace's team colors across the front, paired with a short pleated skirt and knee-high boots, I tied a small ribbon in the team's colors around my ponytail. And lastly, the necklace Jace had given me rested against my chest.

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-"

If you had this, even her hair loss could make Romeo forget Juliet. Unlike most female students who wore loafers, she chose to wear sneakers instead. On the sleeve of her clothes, she folded it an inch. There was a circular digital watch on her right wrist. The skirt was slightly longer than the Japanese schoolgirl skirt. It seemed she was purposely showing off her smooth thighs. I certainly did not mind. This crossbreed girl then checked her cell phone and turned her head around, like a monkey had been blinded. "Kacey!" shouted one of the women amidst the frenzy.

Or so they thought. Harper was centre flyer, lifted high by four bases, arms stretched in a perfect V, legs split in a high scorpion kick. Her G-cup breasts strained against the cropped red-and-white top; the low-cut V-neck design was already pushing the limits of school policy. Every jump made them bounce, full, heavy, impossible to ignore. The tight sports bra underneath did its best, but physics had other plans.

I said. They hesitated. “Alpha didn’t,” “*I did,*” I snapped. “Want to question me again?” They exchanged wary glances, then unlocked the gate and stepped aside, their obedience silent but reluctant. The door creaked open, the sound grating against the quiet. Hermoine was curled on the floor in a crumpled heap, her once-proud posture broken. Her hair was tangled, her dress wrinkled and stained from days in the filth, her face pale with frustration and bitterness. But her eyes,*her eyes still burned.*

"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?"

Even if he could get a glimpse of what was inside all he could see another big mystery just covering up her trails. With a long sigh, he started going back to the campus with his head down in disappointment. He was walking aimlessly and then suddenly he bumped into someone causing both of them to fall on their butts on the clear white tiled floor. He finally looked up and saw a girl was on the floor along with many books scattered around her. The new girl had curly black hair tied in a ponytail and big round spectacles covering her big round eyes. Just like her hair, her eyes were always black which shone like black pearls. She was dressed in a casual white oversized hoodie and light blue je

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!"

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