Hermione Granger Quotes Novels & Stories

She growled. “Flooded the kitchen,” I replied bravely, standing boldly before the headmistress. “It's not a big deal.” My wolf, Eish spoke to me in a nonchalant tone, as if what we were doing was as ordinary as having a slice of ham for breakfast. So, they say, girls without parents and helping source become women written by pain and experience. I wonder who said those quotes, but it's not far from the truth. I was still there reminiscing over my evil deeds, quite self satisfactory, no one will ever have their peace here. I mumbled to myself.

“I fully expect him to burst into flames mid dance and declare his undying love for me. I even brought a bottle of water, just in case.” Hermione laughed at my joke, but it was cold and hollow, like the kind of laughter villains have before spiking the hero's drink with cheap poison. She glared at me, but before she could let out anymore words, I walked past them. If I had stayed any longer, then I would have “accidentally” dropped a tinge of my latest potion that was bound to have her itching uncontrollably for the rest of the night.

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.

She had a name and naming her yet again seemed to be an insult to her actual identity. “Are you okay?” Ms. Tere’s brows furrowed. “Did I offend you?” Shaking her head, Hera cleared her throat. “I know it’s hard to hear this, but you should really do your best if you want to graduate. Aim to get higher marks than zero in your tests. Listen to your teachers and ask if you’re unable to comprehend the lesson.” Again, Hera was made to wonder how Ms. Tere lived. She must have had a pompous life being able to say those words as though it was a cakewalk. She might have never experienced a terrible past that discouraged her from ever listening to other people.

Am lost of defensive words. I clasp my lips together. I itch my head. I pass mom s help out luck. She only smirk. She reurn a you're alone look. She return it amidst devious smiles. I gasp playfully. She betray me. She fucking betray me. I'll definitely return the favor. I send her a threatening signal. She exchange glances with Hermonie. They instantly burst out laughing. They laugh hard and loud at my failure. "Remains mystery at your second best position back at college's because you really as unintelligent" Hermonie mocks more.

"Do you think he has forgotten about me?" "Can you not ask me questions like I am the Fortress Greatest Seer? I know you are hurting Lorelei but you can't keep doing this to yourself. You deserve better and when I say better, you deserve someone who would be ready to do anything to keep you." Hermione sighed. She stretched out both of her hands. "Come here."

“Hermione, that’s the most foolish remark I’ve ever heard you make—” “This feels incredibly strange. I don’t recognize this behavior from you. Why would you choose those hurtful words to lash out at me?” she interrupted me. A sudden realization dawned upon me that I possessed the power to inflict pain upon her with ease. As I lower my gaze, my eyes fixate on the ground beneath me. “Wow, I feel terrible, Hermione. The mere thought of you pondering that manner doesn’t sit well with me. You know that girl will never hold a candle to you in my heart. My love for you will never fade.”

“They’re too kind for their own good. Some people don’t deserve such kindness.” Hermione turned to him slowly, knowing that was a subtle jab at her. She sneered. “You make it sound like I’m some monster. We’re not so different, you and I. If I don’t deserve a warm welcome, neither do you.” She said, eyes flickering with irritation.

“I’m Zack, by the way.” “Okay,” I said. Another minute later, “Hey, Kimia. What do you call a wizard who is good at calculus?” “Hermione,” I told him. “She’s good at arithmancy, not calculus,” Zack said without missing a beat. I snorted. “No,” he continued, “you call them a mathemagician.” “That was dumb,” I told him, but I couldn’t help grinning. He grinned back. “You’re smiling, though. I’ve got more.”

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.