Hermione Is Jealous Of Harry's Grades Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“She doesn’t deserve you. Chloe. She’s nothing but a wolf-less little parasite clinging to the skirt if anyone shows her even a little care. She’s using you, Harry. Can’t you see that?” His fists clenched. “Don’t talk about her like that.” “She was always jealous of me,” I pressed, making sure I maintained eye contact. He didn’t look away. “ She had always been jealous of me, of our bond, my position in your life and wished you could see her just a little. She has an unhealthy obsession with you. She doesn’t love you. She loves what you give her… attention, protection, a place she could never earn on her own.”

Someone muttered quietly, “But what if? Harry doesn’t seem like someone easy to mess with.” Lena’s tone was lazy. “There are plenty of pretty girls at First High School. Have you ever seen him spare any of them a glance?” Her tone inevitably carried contempt. “All he ever did was follow me around. Even a lapdog wasn’t as clingy as him.” Sharp, grating laughter erupted in the private room, like a slap across my face. I wanted to leave, but my feet felt rooted to the floor, forcing me to listen—and hurt. Someone clicked their tongue in amazement.

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.

she responded and I could bet on my title as beta that she rolled her eyes but the darkness didn't let me read her expression but from where her voice sounded, I could tell we were in the same space and she was at my far left. "Be serious," "I am," she replied. "But I don't know how I got here," "And I do? Lol, you should really apply for clown circus beta." Hermoine was intentionally stepping on my nerve to piss me off. At times I felt as though she fed off pissing me off so I never hesitated returning the favour Everytime. "I hope they bring her back," I picked a trace of sadness in Hermoine's voice and no matter how much I wanted to ignore her, I still asked.

Harry was acting arrogant and mean, before Diane's incredulous look. “I can't believe what you are saying to me Harry, are you kicking me out of your own house?” “I'm not kicking you out, but I'm not interested in you being here anymore, besides, the room you were occupying, from today on, will be occupied by my cousin Grace" Diane's cheeks filled with anger when she heard those words, the preference she was giving to her climbing cousin filled her with jealousy. “Of course, I imagine! Since I don't have Grace's legs, I'm not worthy of your attention," she had said that last thing without thinking about it, she had simply let herself be carried away by an attack of unforeseen jealousy.

I calmly take in a deep breath before nodding. Few meters ahead and I was standing before the council. Principal Eldor was sitting amidst four strange faces, only one female and Tabitha Crofus -my grandmother is sitting some meters away from them. A sly smile rests on her lips as she looks at me. I return it with my chin up high, setting her aback. "Miss Hermione Crofus, a final year student of Showek's High school is been accused of using her magic wrongly to hurt a fellow student, by name Ketura Crofus..." The man at the extreme end says

When the lunch bell rings, she stands up, brushing crumbs off her skirt. “I’ll… see you after school?” “Yes,” I say instantly. Her smile is small—but real. And when she walks away, my wolf stretches contentedly inside my mind. “Told you,” Zeo murmurs. “She’s yours.” I clench my fists lightly. “She’s not mine,” I whisper. “Not yet.” But gods help me, I want her to be.

Hermione tends to go off track whenever she has a confrontation with her mother. I've witnessed two instances where Hermione lost her temper after confronting her mother. The first time, she drove recklessly, causing me concern as I trailed her. The second time, I was the target of her aggression, until she eventually came to terms with her reality and found the courage to stand up to her mother. Given her history with Mrs. Pierce's overbearing nature, Hermione strikes me as a resilient individual. Many would have been broken by her mother's behavior, which tends to dominate and disregard Hermione's decisions.

Hermione told her. "Why are you acting so concerned Lorelei? I should be the one acting this way knowing how much I feel towards Juno and to think that she would never be mine." Ron settled into a pity party for himself. "No one cares about your silly fantasy Ron!" Hermione snickered at him. "You are just a kill joy." Harry responded on his brother’s behalf. Ron sat up, holding up his nose. "More reason I need to tell mom to stop sending you over here. I really don't like seeing your face."

For an hour, they studied side by side in comfortable silence, broken only by the occasional correction Hermione made on his paper. During one of those corrections, he grimaced as she took his notebook and scribbled the correct answers next to his wrong ones. "You just ruined my book with your terrible handwriting." He watched Hermione's face fall before she shot him a death glare. "Shut up." He didn't. "It's a miracle teachers even mark your papers correctly. I can barely read a thing," he teased. "Much like your drawings. Being this terrible should be considered a gift." For a moment, Hermione actually looked hurt before she quickly masked it. "Well, fuck you, Huxley."