Hermione Petrified Novels & Stories

But of course, there was no metal grazing in Koltin's kiss because he did not have any lip piercing. "Mey." I heard someone call and I would have ignored it if it was not for the tone of surprise and desperation in his voice. I pulled away from Koltin slightly and turned to stare at a pair of dark eyes filled with hurt and disgust. He did not say another word as he turned around and walked to a black Jeep parked a few meters away. Hunter... * * * "I hope you're pleased with yourselves. We could all have been killed — or worse, expelled. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to bed." ― Hermione Granger

And changed again to a serious one when talked about how the boy was. "Yes, Ms. Warren. It was Tom Riddle that killed you. Or at least he was the one responsible for it. What killed you was the death stare of a Basilisk, also known as the King of the Serpents. Very nasty creature, almost incurable poison and can kill a person that looks at its eyes. And if the person looks at it's reflection instead, the person gets petrified. You must remember that in the same year, before your death, there was a series of students being found petrified, didn't you?" Erik explained better the Myrtle's ghost. The girl nodded, confirming that there was indeed a series of attacks in that year.

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.*

Who would have taught her the language of the mystic beings? Sera ran towards the direction that the kid told her and her eyes grew wide when she saw a huge monster fighting with her father and brothers. “Sera, get away from here!” the duke shouted when he saw her daughter looking at the wyvern. “Father!” Xander blocked the wyvern’s claw and pushed it back. “Please be mindful of the surroundings.” What was that? Sera couldn’t believe that she would encounter something that she thought didn’t exist. “My lady!” Tyrone hugged her and he was the one scratched by the wyvern’s claw.

the hermit asks. “They’re dead, but I can feel the black flame. Someone from our bloodline is possessing it,” the lady said as the hermit tried to hold his wife’s hand. “I love you,” the lady uttered while crying as her body vanished slowly like smoke. “No, please wait!” the hermit begged as he tried to catch the black smoke around. Therens and Merfoy watch the hermit slowly kneeling while crying with his hands folded as if he was still hugging his wife. The ground suddenly shakes as if there was an eruption happening, Merfoy looked up at the sky and saw daylight from the hole gobbling up the dark space.

She playfully blinked her eyes a few more times. “Let me move my bangs.” Samuel pushed his bangs to the back. Elijah just laughed silently. Looking at them, Persephone and Hades couldn’t help but gulp down their salivas. Damn, all of them were savages. They just destroyed Hermes with just mere words. Hermes was visibly upset but couldn’t do anything. His power was blocked by Persephone. It happened during the fight. Persephone accurately crushed the core of his power which was at the pit of his stomach by constantly smacking the same spot until the numbness took place.

“Can it bring me home?” “I’m not sure dear. It brought you here, but you’ll need to speak to a wizard.” “Wizards are a thing? I thought it was a witch’s amulet?” Corvu provides his answer with distaste, “Witches have been hunted almost to extinction. There aren’t any left, at least not ones anyone is aware of.” My head spun. For maybe the hundredth time today I feel my heart race. I try to breathe but my throat feels like ice. A voice echoes in my ears. “Hey? Girl?” My vision comes back into focus. Corvu is standing in front of my face holding my shoulders. Clearly, whatever this place is, personal space is not a common courtesy.

Keeping my eyes fixed on his eyes, I began. “The continuation from page sixty-eight last line: The hermic phosphorus is found in the water dragon hydra’s blood. It is mainly present in their RNA and keeps changing like a virus, thus making the ingestion of their blood carcinogenic for the immortals. Its use is still being researched upon and tested. But this phenomenon doesn’t occur when hydra grants its blood on its will. In this case, its blood acts like a medicine, slowing down the decline of an immortal…” “Page 34.”

The hug was short and brief but it gave Akira the strength she needed to push just a little bit further. They walked around till Orion paused at the fantasy section of the library, the children's section to be precise. “Eureka!” He exclaimed. Akira chuckled at his childlike expression, “what are we doing here?” “Does this look familiar?” He asked. She looked closely at the book and smiled, “Harry Potter?” She asked in surprise. “Yes my darling, I believe that there's a creature in this book that might have a hand in Mirabel's petrification.” Akira scoffed, “I doubt the basilisk would want to have anything to do with her.”

Seraphina felt her knees give out and she collapsed on the floor in a heap. Achilles and Helga had been staring at the potion so intently, it took them a moment to notice that Seraphina had fainted. Helga, in a panic, threw a vase containing flowers and water over Seraphina, she sputtered and coughed as she came too. “Thanks Helga,” she muttered sarcastically. Helga ignored her and instead gripped her arm and dragged her up off of the floor, “Look, Seraphina look! It worked, Seraphina it worked! You did it.” Seraphina felt a smile spread across her face.