Hermione Petrified Novels & Stories

Maybe she didn't see clearly? "Yes, I'm sure, Pandora. They turned into these big wolves that looked exactly like Romeo." "Romeo?" "Yes, they were the same size as him. Some were smaller, some thinner but they were still huge. That's when I knew that the rumours were true. So I ran, I ran so fast because I wanted to get away. I couldn't even go to my mum and tell her what I saw because all I wanted to do was get out of there. I ran and I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. It was really dark but

Alex was baffled, and Hermione reacted similarly. The light on her body didn’t extinguish and instead became brighter. The energy grew stronger, bleeding into reality, and Hermione seemed to be shrouded within the bright light. It seemed as though she was influenced by it, and her consciousness gradually blurred, and she cried out, “Master, save me!” Then, she fainted.

It can't be her. “Was that someone? Talk to me Hermione. That book was actually given to me by my grandmother before she was killed in the war between the witches and werewolves. I can't loose that ...” My grandmother sobs for the very first time ever, Ketura pulls her into a hug. I fight the urge to roll my eyes at them. “So, what do we do now?” I ask with my arms akimbo.

Hermione rose to her feet unaided. Hermione's voice was sharp as she said, "This is what I am talking about." I quickly withdrew my hand from Kade's grip, sensing the anger radiating off Blake. I couldn't care less, but I could feel the fury burning in his gaze. "Why did you interrupt my day just to see these jerks?" He bellowed with fury. Hermione's pupils dilated as her eyes widened in surprise. "They're attacking me!" she cried out, her voice filled with fear and desperation.

“I fully expect him to burst into flames mid dance and declare his undying love for me. I even brought a bottle of water, just in case.” Hermione laughed at my joke, but it was cold and hollow, like the kind of laughter villains have before spiking the hero's drink with cheap poison. She glared at me, but before she could let out anymore words, I walked past them. If I had stayed any longer, then I would have “accidentally” dropped a tinge of my latest potion that was bound to have her itching uncontrollably for the rest of the night.

The Vampire's soul dissipated slowly from him and vanished into thin air. The second man was about to faint on the spot as he has never witnessed something like this before. He saw his colleague's soul come out of his body and vanished into thin air. The leader of the group who was injured and scared out of his witts and crawled towards the second man. Kyle chuckled and stepped on the right foot of the leader that was crawling. The second Vamp heard the bones of the leader's feet and ankle crush. The man released a loud groan and started begging for mercy. "Sir, we are very sorry. Please...ohh..please let us go" The leader wailed. "Oh you can talk now. Well, it's too late!" Kyle said as he

"Because if you shift now, if you attack me in front of my pack, I'll have no choice but to put you down. And I'd rather not kill my new mare before I've bred her." The words hit me like ice water. I thought of Maeve, watching from the crowd. I thought of Elara, the frightened girl who had braided my hair. I thought of everyone who might have helped me, everyone who might pay the price if I failed. My wolf snarled again, furious at my cowardice. But I pushed her down. I forced my eyes to stop glowing. I retracted my claws and canines. Ronan watched the transformation with something like disappointment. "Pity," he murmured. "I would have enjoyed the fight."

Another said, and they chuckled irritatingly. Serena and I went up the stairs stealthily, and were surprised when we came to a kind of library, with lots of potions, on different shelves. “Lucas.” Serena called my name, moving to one immediately. I followed her, and saw a potion as clear as water. “As visible as air.” I read, and looked at Serena. It was an invisibility potion.“It wasn't a dream. I had really seen a scary creature over me. Thinking back on it, it was a hag. The old baggage used the potion, so we wouldn't see her.” She spat venomously, and we took the potion.

I growl lowly. Hermione unsuccessfully comforts her. Woah!. Hermione ain't no mere werewolf. She survives mom's screams within her room?. I won't survive such situation. I'll pass out. Well, it's high time I shut the screams. "Leave us!" I order Hermonie powerfully. Her expression squeezes. She stare wierdly at me. She roll her eyes then reluctantly exit with a powerful door slam. I chuckle unborthered. Is she mad?.

"Oh please, stop gaping like a fish out of the pond. He will live. I am just heating him so he does not get hypothermia." Incredulous! If this is the white witch, then I dread the dark ones. Honestly, how can she simply say that she is warming him up when she is obviously cremating the guy? Petrified. That I am. She is like a stick of dynamite. Small but the devastation too great to embrace. I cannot help but shudder inwardly. I make a mental note never to piss off a witch for the rest of my existence. My thoughts are cut off as I feel faint sparks on my hand. I look at her and see that she is having a hard time controlling her anger. Hermes has really crossed her bottom line this time.