Hermione Ravenclaw Novels & Stories

"You're the only child I found who stands a chance to free her from this loathsome spell. Without her wand, a sorceress is without magic. And a sorceress without magic is no more powerful than an ordinary woman. That's why she needs you. I've gone through the mirrors every day, visiting so many places to look for someone like you." "But how could someone like me help your mistress?" Cassandra said. "I'm just an ordinary girl." "Ha! Ordinary my foot!" Owlyn scoffed. "You have the blood of a seer. It runs in the family, passing from mother to daughter." "What?" Cassandra turned to Owlyn with a confused look, but before she could ask anything else, Cassandra felt the same gripping sensation in

Not because she didn't know what was in the bag, but because she could see that she was shaking violently. The platinum-blonde-haired witch tried to compose herself and calmly explain why she was there. "As you know, Bianca, my sister, Dhara, and I are witches. However, each of us has a gift of our own. As for me, I am a potions master..." "Like Severus Snape?" cut in Bianca, suddenly excited. "Who?" asked Dhara and Darya in the same voice. Bianca quickly put a hand to her lips before clearing her throat in an attempt to quell the embarrassed laughter that ran through her. She thought hard, "Oh my God, Bianca! Did you seriously just quote a Harry Potter character to real witches?!"

Her aunt's perception was off the charts, after all. Theo had been like a good big sister to her since her parents died. She used to be her Dad's secretary, but now works as the Internals VP to AR Corp. Tina would be lying if she said that Aunt Theo's eccentricities didn't freak her out, though. The woman is Professor McGonagall in Harry Potter magnified. Tina would not be surprised if her aunt turned into a cat one of these days.

She was almost bouncing and was so excited as if she had swindled that ten billion herself. Alex was naturally not very clear about Mica's identity. "Isn't she Donovan's junior?" Hermoine answered, "But she has another identity that is even more amazing - she is the only daughter of the Yorkshire Palace’s master. Otherwise, how could she take out the Dragon Merchant Spiritual Stone Card? This is something that only someone with a transcendent status can have. Even the patriarch of our Plenilune Sect cannot get it."

My grandfather Nyx sat next to me eyeing me curiously. "What is making you distracted, Trevan?" he asked curiously. I grinned, looking over at him. "Do you know a Sage Ravenclaw by chance?" I mumble. Nyx's brow creased and he looked pissed. "Nimue's daughter, I'm aware of her, nothing good comes from a Ravenclaw, bad-blood grandson, you're better off staying very far away," he growled and rubbed his eyes, before walking away from me. That just perked my interest more and I chuckled to myself.

Withholding the dream she had in her kitchen and not knowing why. “We have to let the council know about this,” Ruke said, looking at Hermione. He didn’t know how she was taking the news. He was exasperated, angry, and resentful towards the moon goddess. All she did was complicate things. It wasn’t enough. She was a cat shifter. She had to equally be a host for some unhinged spirit and a vengeful madman. “Excuse me please," Hermione got up slowly from her seat and headed for the stairs.

They were all screaming Elspeth's name. Silently I stood up from where she attacked me. She has no knowledge that I blocked her attack. I sighed and removed the waterfall braids onto my hair before I break their fun. "Silence!" I screamed loud, and with one word, what I wanted was then granted. Pure silence covered the place as I ascend, glowing because of my aura. I held my head high and turned my gaze to the demons around me. With a glare, one by one they went down onto their knees. "I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground."

Juliet scoffs. Raphael smiles while he touches the back of his neck. That was what he did whenever he was short of words. "I see!" He responds. "One thing you need to know about her. She is hot-tempered. Also very evil. No offence, she is your sister. I know, but Alexandra is mischievous. I'm sure you noticed we have no maids in this big house. All thanks to your sister!" Juliet smiles laying emphasis on the sister. "Thanks!" Raphael says.

Her emotions overcoming her as she stood, staring into nothing. Murmurs had broken out around her as the wolves came to terms with what they had seen but she ignored them all. She turned from her past, her pain and walked back towards the alter through the water. She pulled the diadem from the crown of her head as she walked, her hair protesting as she pulled it out of place. Small waves formed from her strong movements as she strode from the water and dropped the diadem to the wet ground. Not caring for its delicate nature. Leonidas tried to grab her attention as she walked towards him but she ignored his words and motioned for Adam, who stood waiting, watching, and motioned for him to foll

It was impossible; I could control when I shifted. Just then, I heard her voice; it came in a soft whisper. "Derrick." She said. She had summoned me. I lost every ounce of control I had left. I was heating up inside. In no time, I was in the white raven castle. I wasn't thinking straight; my mind was foggy. I noticed a figure peering through her window. I took a closer look; it was another wolf. He belonged to a lower pack; I could tell by the color of his eyes. I growled, and he immediately recognized who I was. He had lost his balance and scampered off to safety.