Hermione Gryffindor Novels & Stories

And King Galen isn't much different. I'm going to ask her to explain when there's a quick knock on the door. It opens a few moments later, and an elderly woman glances inside. Her face is lined with wrinkles that come from frowning too much, and her blonde hair is full of grey strands. Her slate-grey eyes locate mine, and as she fixes her stare on me, a shudder runs up my spine. We just look at each other for a little while. She then grinned. "Miss. Agnarys, you're here. Good. My name is Greta, and I am the Head Maid." She beckons as she moves outside. "Come, child, follow me. Miss Greenwood will finish packing away your stuff while you're gone."

This swine told you that? "She's definitely delusional." "I would never send her to a horrid place like the isle of thorns." She snickered. "She's right your majesty, my mom would never do that, she's the nicest being on earth, with a heart of gold." Amelia said in her mother's defense. Her face had turned pale when she saw me in Derrick's arms. "Our queen is a wonderful person your majesty." "Gwen is a known liar, our queen would never send her on such a dangerous quest." Morgana who had been static all along chipped in. "I read minds too." Derrick reminded them. They all turned pale with fear. "Consider this a warning, don't touch a hair on Gwen's head." He warned the flustered wolves.

Some thing was about to happen; she could sense it. Beside her, her loyal companion, a majestic black wolf named Luna, her grandmother, exhibited a restlessness of her own. The fur on her back stood on end, her keen eyes scanning the surroundings with an intensity matching Emily's own unease. Luna Malfoy had always been attuned to Emily's emotions, and now her wolf instincts seemed to amplify the growing strangeness in the air.

Whatever issue Cyber is having, they’d better keep it in-house and hushed-up. **** The school nurse is Nurse Judy, who, in Kate’s eyes, looks a lot like a tanned Helena Bonham Carter; not playing the role of Bellatrix Lestrange but that of Cinderella’s fairy godmother. This image of Nurse Judy in Kate’s mind is probably tinted by her one and only experience going to the seminary clinic when she was in Grade 7.

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-"

“Here we go. What is your name.” “Leila Clarke.” “What is your age?” “27.” “What is your favourite colour?” “Midnight or ocean blue.” “What is your favourite outfit?” “Leggings and a comfortable top.” “What is your favourite season?” “Winter.” “What is your favourite holiday?” “It’s not a holiday but May the 14th,” I smiled at Nick and for the first time ever I saw him blush. Claire paused a second working out the date and gave me a quick hug. “Who is your best friend?”

he said with a hint of sarcasm. "Your tone suggests otherwise." "You'll just have to wait and see," he stated smugly. Hermione shook her head, returning her attention to the dishes. She reached for a particularly slippery glass, but her fingers lost their grip. It slipped from her hands, and she lunged forward to catch it — but her wet foot slid on the tiled floor. "Whoa—"

I inquire while my fingers tap rapidly on the keys in front of me to form a complete sentence in my email. “Yes, I have.” She looks brilliant as she recites name after name from the file she has just read. Her memory of what she read for more than half an hour is impeccable. Not all vampires own a flawless memory or brilliance, but perhaps since Lara turned her, she is a superior vampire.

“Seriously, Shane? We both know that Harry will not die. This is the third time we are watching this.” “I can’t help it. What if he suddenly makes something stupid that can get him killed? Luckily, Hermione Granger is there.” Have I told you that Shane Croven has a huge crush on Hermione Granger? She’s her favorite character in the movie. I reached for her hand, enjoying the moment of seeing her reaction every time Hermione enters the screen. We end up cuddling in her bed and eventually fell asleep on each other’s side. “Have I told you that you’re beautiful?” I asked, mesmerized by her face. Her tie that is tied in a messy bun makes me want to kiss her.

I know I have my mother to fight with me and I also know who I am now and how my decision matters. "As my daughter, you know you have a responsibility to fulfill for this pack, Hermione! This is the only way for us to end our conflict with their pack and avoid the war that might kill hundreds of werewolves in ours! You have to do as I say whether you like it or not! That's an order." He walked away, leaving me those words that just made me loath him more.