Hermione Lemon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

There was a soft sound, and the potion glowed a faint blue. "There's nothing wrong with my potion. I'm the best Neuro Healer in Southia." He held the tube near my lips. "After 21 days, I'll come back and marry you, and we'll become the happiest couple." I turned my head away. "Why should I? I'm not a recycling center. Why do I have to accept a werewolf who cheated?" "That's slander! I haven't betrayed you!" Dylan was suddenly agitated, and his eyes reddened. "She's about to die. She doesn't have much time left, and she deserves my company!"

“I love you, Irish. I think I fell in love with you long ago. I want to be your everything. I was your first, and I want to be your last, my Pumpkin.” The more he talked, the faster my heart beat. Was I daydreaming? Did Zeus just confess he’s in love with me? Without thinking, I hugged him. “I love you so much, Jimmy. Well, who wouldn’t?” “Irish.” “Yes.” “Your breast is stirring something up, and we might end up not going to school today.” “Huh! Get off me. Pervert.” Jimmy fed me breakfast like we were in paradise. Now satisfied, I stood up to shower but felt a little sore. How was I supposed to walk?

Professor Lorcane. I didn't reply. He said something at the bottom about just not showing up if I chose not to come. I had fully planned to go. I don't know now. Should I go and learn from him? I looked down at the time deciding I would run to the dining hall and grab some actual food before making up my mind. When I entered the hall there were students and staff everywhere. I saw Lorcane's assistant talking with some other teacher's pets around the salad station. She looked up at me glaring again. Don't worry bitch, I won't take you rabbit food. I thought. I smirked at her and headed for the taco station. I love taco Tuesdays. I made a heavy taco, grabbed a soda, and sat down at a table by

“You said the ladies you slept with are not in our school.” “And I also remember telling you that you will not bump into them anywhere.” Hector said whilst taking off his shoes. He had a monotone on and I could tell he was upset. Two werewolves about to experience the wrath of the Moon Goddess under the full moon, standing together in the same space… disaster. “Do you think I would let them anywhere near you? Hermione you mean so much to me, I can’t disrespect you like that.” “What did you expect me think? Jane is the only other person outside your family that is closest to you and has access to your bedroom.” My voice rose up a notch.

Since Hermione’s leg injury had just healed, she could not move properly yet. In addition, her cultivation base was initially inferior to Ynes’, so how could she be a match for Ynes? Alex hurriedly intervened and blocked Ynes. He turned around and asked Hermione. “Do you know her?” Hermione had Alex’s help, so she stood fearlessly behind him and said, “Of course I know her. She thinks she’s some kind of Holy Maiden and is full of herself. She’s waiting for a good offer so that she can sell herself for a good price!”

I wondered if the food was going to be as good as it looked, or if it tasted better than my mom’s cooking. Hermione pulled out a chair for me very close to Christian and I sat, I wasn’t quite over the little argument with him, tried to shift my chair away from him. But he didn’t seem to like that very much, he gently held my arm and grabbed my chair, shifting it much closer to his. He gave a soft, reassuring smile and gently squeezed my thigh under the table. I didn’t know what that was for but it gave me some mixed emotions. “I called your sister, she said she had some business to attend to but she would be back early. And that was thirty minutes, did she tell you where she went?” Hermione

I had been through this before, I am not willing to go through it again… Dad let's out a bitter laugh "Friendly summoning? Is there even a thing like that?? Pumpkin, no one summoned in that manner should expect anything friendly, particularly not in our coven. If you have something to say, now is the time Hermione... I can't help you or do anything if I am completely oblivious of what has happened! …So please Hermione, did you offend or assault any of the leaders of the coven?" Leaders? … oh goddess… Eros wouldn’t, or would he?

I don't know what to expect, but it isn't the way her eyes darken and her tongue darts out to caress her bottom lip at the word, 'consummation'. If all my lessons on history serves me correctly, then Lorna shouldn't be leaning into Hekate's touch on her thigh. Her eyes should not be shuttering and her breaths should not be reduced to pants. She should not be looking at him like she can't help herself and her next words shouldn't be without bite. "Do what you will. I refuse to be your bride. I hate you." Hekate chuckles and he lifts her foot off the window in a swift, smooth maneuver, curving her long elegant leg around his torso instead. "You tell such lies with your beautiful mouth."

Leon opened the chat app, his eyes narrowing as he read the incoming message: "Bro, how's it going today? Still at war with your new 'stepmother'?" With fingers trembling with emotion, Leon replied: "It's terrible, Dra. She's getting more and more persistent. She cooks for me, tries to strike up conversations. My dad told her to persuade me, he said. I can't get rid of her from this house. This house is full of memories of Mum, you know? If she stays here, I'll go crazy."

"Just because it’s taken you three years to notice, Ron, doesn’t mean no one else has spotted I’m a girl!" — Hermione Granger * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy Trying my best not to flush, or worse, blush, I cleared my throat nervously. "Your pen." I pointed at the blue pen laying on the ground between our chairs. "Oh," her eyes followed mine. We both leaned down to grab the pen at the same time, causing our heads to bump.