Hermione Nickname Novels & Stories

For him. “Don’t worry about him. What he did will haunt him.” said Zehra. “I sure as hell hope so.” Zehra smiled. “Back at the hospital, you called Lily Potter-Evans or Evans-Potter or something.” Lucas smiled. “Yea, Lily was a big time Potterhead. And well, her name is Lily so I used to call her Potter-Evans or Evans-Potter and she loved it.” “No wonder you know so much about Harry Potter.”

The blood completely drained from my face, and my glasses suddenly felt heavy on my nose. Quinn Heather - A breathtakingly beautiful woman who looked like she walked out straight from a magazine. But that wasn’t what made me freeze. Quinn was a year above me in high school. She spent two solid years making my life a living hell. She was the one who had nicknamed me 'The Human Eclipse' in the cafeteria. Yes, I know, I have too many nicknames. No. Way. Out of all the billions of women on this planet, he picked the head demon of my high school nightmares?

‘’My real name is Hilda-Nyx, you can call me Nyx for short. ‘’Nyx is so much cooler as a nickname though, why Donna?’’ Asked Fiona, taking a huge bite out of her dripping burger. Donna or should I say Nyx laughed in response. ‘’Because I called my grandmother Nonna and she said I had an old soul, so Donna is supposed to be the younger version of Nonna according to her. Don’t ask me anymore question.’’ ‘’Why aren’t you having lunch though?’’ Kath beat me to it by asking.

Though they she rode in Sisi's car almost everyday to school and they spent a good quality of time together, she was never totally free with her. Sisi was far too different from her. She was loud, crazy, boy crazy, short tempered and she, Joan was more in tune with her behaviour than Sisi would ever be. Despite all that, she still valued Sisi as a friend, Sisi was irreplaceable. She smiled, remembering when the nickname Sisi had stuck. Sisi's real name was Susan but she told anyone who cared to ask that she was Susie. Of course, everyone knew it was short for Susan but she had misheard wrongly when Sisi had told her. Sisi didn't mind and now the nickname had stuck and virtually everyone call

He was actually thinking about what he should call her. He wanted to give her a unique nickname. Jacques Is a nice name but it is long. And Jer is out of the question although that is a very good shortening of her name. Linny is what her family calls her and he didn't want to use that either. Bobby started to call her 'Chippy' and that's juvenile. 'Luna' is her title and he didn't want to make that her name. There are Honey Buns... but there might be others with that pet name.

It was because of this anxiety that I started school weeks late. I drag all my belongings down to Hall 8. I packed everything in my house except Sheila my turtle. Sikes, her name is Voldemort. I just get ashamed to tell people that actually her name. I started calling her Sheila because that was the name of the woman at the desk in the Vet's office.

“Yes, fa—I mean yes, Alpha.” Fiona, Little Princess of Nightshade Pack. That’s his mocking nickname to me. Even my elder sister Amber calls me that ridiculous nickname. I held up my chin high and smoothened the skirt of my bluish silver dress when everyone clapped. In the moonlight, I look as if the moon herself came down and beamed at everyone.

To begin with, the king and queen adopted me when I was a baby, so it's not like I had any say over my being the Princess. I sigh, walk through the crowded door, and head down the main hall. "Wicked, freak," A group of girls mumble as I walk through the hall. I keep my head down and ignore them. Wicked freak is one of the nicknames floating around, along with- Dirty Princess. Slut-puppy and much more. I try my best to ignore them, but sometimes the words get to me; I'm not going to lie, making me feel bad about myself. I have two friends, Annabella and Bane, who are also Dominic's friends.

"Did you just reference Harry Potter?" "Don’t look at me like that. Kevin keeps calling him that." "He’s not Voldemort." "That’s why Kevin calls him the *Heir of Slytherin*—the handsome version," she shrugged. "Oh, please don’t!" I laughed. "He *is* a Slytherin," Jina insisted. Internally, I could only agree with the "handsome" part. A silence fell between us as I smoked. "I know I must sound like your mother or something, but after last time..."

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.