Hermione Granger Through The Years Novels & Stories

said Ava in a taunting tone. " That's not the point, girls shouldn't travel alone. They should always be in packs or at least a duo. " countered Ava. "What the hell do you mean? " asked Mandy, sounding stunned. "Haven't you watched or read Harry Potter Mandy?" inquired Tori. "How is that related? " asked Mandy. " Hermione Granger went to the library alone and got stupefied," said Ava. "Katie bell went to the restroom alone and got cursed," added Tori.

"What on earth are you blabbering about? I swear on my life that I have never laid a hand on anyone—" "Can you picture Hermione in your mind's eye?" He asked with a curious tone, his eyebrows furrowed in anticipation. "I'm urgently trying to alert you. I have a deep understanding of Hermione's character and personality." With a chuckle, he uttered those words, causing me to erupt into even more boisterous laughter. However, my mirth was abruptly cut short as I recollected the fact that she had attempted to take my life, a shocking revelation that caught me completely off guard.

I shot her a glare. "Really, I spent nine years of my life ingesting one of your wretched potions and this is what you say to me?!" She shrugged. "When did the second potion come into play?" I prompted. "After nine years, your father found a suitable mate for you, Harry. I placed the attraction spell on him and your father gave you a mixture of an attraction and suppression potion for six months until you turned 18 and Harry magically walked into the picture. You made eye contact and boom!!! You two fell in love, marked each other and were supposed to live happily ever after, but well… you know what happened."

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.*