Hermione Petrified Novels & Stories

"Got it. Though we had to outsmart some very annoying Pokers to get it." "Pokers?" Nyla raised an eyebrow. "Evil little tree creatures who like to trap people in pits and collect their bones," Dalia said with a shudder. "But we figured it out. Eventually." "What about you two?" Kaida asked. "You both look like you've seen ghosts." "Something like that," I muttered, not ready to talk about what I'd had to do in the Mad Mage's cottage. Maybe I never would be. Then Gretchen and Kai appeared. Gretchen's hair hung heavily with damp strands plastered across her face, and she was wearing what looked like a jacket over her shoulders, shivering slightly.

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

I did have some fear for her because she was dangerous and unpredictable but I was going to put my fear for her aside and face her one on one. “Hermione! The pendant!” She demanded and I swallowed hard. Her voice was deep and husky, curtesy of the black smelly smoke. I moved away from her while she continued to inch forward. The stench released by the dark clouds was making me very dizzy to the point of losing my sight.

Their mortal blood gave them strength. However, when the Treaty in Northumbria transpired, hunting humans became forbidden. All the supernaturals could only hunt them unless they were out of the safety of Northumbria, and the last human hunters left in Kent were sent home by their Princess twenty years ago while he was asleep.

I know he will fight Craige once he makes a wrong move and he's just trying to control the situation. "No! This talk is dismissed and I will meet you in a war instead!" He said in rage with finality in his voice before turning into a werewolf and leaving the palace in mess and leaving me there, smirking at my father who's now looking at me as if he's done. "I can't believe you, Hermione! How dare you disobey me! You do know what the consequences of what you did are! How can you be so selfish?" He shouted at me, still controlling his temper but I know that he will lose it just in a few seconds.

Jeremiah became curious; he knew from Engram that Edgar wanted him dead, but he did not know the reason, “Why uncle Edgar wanted me dead, aunt Renee?” Renee waged her head, “It's none of your concern, Jeremiah, because you will die in just a few minutes from now.” Jeremiah became alert soon after he heard the threat, so he quickly summoned the forbidden Grimoire to appear right at his side. But it was too late, his body suddenly felt rigid and cold, he could not move or talk. Turned out, Princess Charlotte who was secretly chanting a spell all along; finally managed to cast a freezing spell into the whole room, while her mother made a diversion.

When Alpha Theo was satisfied with the amount of members gathered, which I was guessing was probably around two hundred people, he started to speak. “As you all know, our very own was attacked.” His voice commanded power. His stance exuded grace and authority that was almost mesmerizing to watch. “For those who don’t know, Elder Elara was found petrified in front of the infirmary building.” A gasp spread across the crowd. Rose turned to look at me, her eyes wide. Shock spread through me. Petrification. If I’d remembered clearly during my early years of werewolf high, in shifter history petrification was something that was considered to be dark magic, something that stopped happening when the

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.

While we were walking them to the car someone yelled “ Watch out!” I didn't have time to react but the only thing I saw from the corner of my eyes was the orange flames that were growing more and more in front of the packhouse and the scream of Alpha Nathan, he was screaming in agony, pain and once I turn around I saw why he was in pain, the orange flames were coming from him and looking next to me I saw Hermione so focus on him that I finally catch up that she was the one burning him alive.

Whether he was Morgan or Draco, she didn't want him in her life anymore. Morgan raised his hand to wipe away her tears; he just couldn't keep seeing her crying so hysterically and heartbroken. But when she saw his action, she flinched and backed away from him with her eyes filled with fear. His pupils shrank violently as he stared at her. ‘She was afraid of him. Did she think he would hurt her?’ He thought.