Hermione Remus Romane & Geschichten

“Longer, miss. I’ve worked here as his housekeeper for the last five years. I’ll get you water!” “Oh, what’s your name?” I asked, liking her chatty nature. I could make friends with her and get to know a lot about my captor! “Stella Hawkes! I know you’re Hermione Averoff!” I gasped at the way she pronounced my full name. I hated it. “Please call me Hera. I hate my full name!” “Why? It’s so exotic, a symbol of intelligence in our era! Hermione was the daughter of the Greek messenger God, Hermes. I’m sure you know that already!”

Some thing was about to happen; she could sense it. Beside her, her loyal companion, a majestic black wolf named Luna, her grandmother, exhibited a restlessness of her own. The fur on her back stood on end, her keen eyes scanning the surroundings with an intensity matching Emily's own unease. Luna Malfoy had always been attuned to Emily's emotions, and now her wolf instincts seemed to amplify the growing strangeness in the air.

As we were both on the ground picking up my school books. Once we were finished we stood up and she handed me my books. "Thank you..." I was going to say her name but I didnt know it. I wanted to know it though. "Colette, Colette Adams" Her name perfectly matched her in every way. You could tell she was a werewolf my wolf had sniffed it out. She was in my pack to my wolf smelt that aswell. I was surprised I hadn't seen her before.

"I guess you knew her." "She was the Luna-" "She is the Luna of Death Whistler's pack. And she had been studying witches, she had been using one too. She grew up in the human world and brought human evilness into werewolf society but she is now up to witches, she's curious why a child of a werewolf and witches became a powerful healer." "How did you know about this?" "I have been in her laboratory." "She has studied you too." "I guess," I could still remember the smell of dead bodies when I woke up in her lab, she may cover it with a strong floral scent, but I still did smell it. And Dion's son was her lab rat yet Dion believed that she was trying to cure him.

"Who the hell is Romeo?" "You haven't met him? He's an adorable white cat with violet eyes. He stole my heart as soon as I saw him. Skylar is the alpha male cougar that is watching us right now" Kai laughed harder. "You hear that buddy?! She's given you two names already" 'Wow, I feel honoured' Yuka said telepathically. The trio conversed like they had been friends for years and for the first time, Hazel felt like she truly belonged.

'' she smiled. "I love you too honey but please don't say you're going to die. You're very young, we both are and we have a lot of years ahead of us." Remus said. Sylvia smiled sadly as she rose up to her feet, tying a robe around her body. Remus stood up too, towering over her in his six foot frame. He could sense that something was wrong with the way her mood changed all of a sudden but try as he may, he couldn't understand what the cause was.

She asked worriedly. “Not messing, Cookie. Getting our dinner sorted.” Leo grinned at her from the kitchenette, but it didn’t seem to soothe her. She kept working, but she kept glancing worriedly towards Leo. Ash joined Oliver on the couch, taking his offered phone to read up on her personal file their hacker had sent to them when the alarm of the guardian program had gone off. She was Ember Scott; orphaned, but raised in the River Ash Pack until she was sent here. There was no contact info for a guardian on file, but her grades were exemplary.

A black haired woman who looks in her early thirties walks towards us. The wrinkles around her eyes giving her off to the fact that she'd be a lot older than that. Is that Xavier's mom? She looks kinda familiar, like she is. No, she can't be, its impossible. But... She does looks like her, almost like... "Mom." I call out loud as she gets nearer. She takes a close look at me, her eyes sky rocketing out of their respective sockets. "Honey." She gasp in shock. Its her, its really Mom.

Amelia answered Lexy. "Werewolves don't exist, though," I tried to reason with Amelia because it seemed like she really believed this. Amelia just looked at Romeo, his ear slightly twitched upwards but his eyes remained closed, "apparently the wolves are as big as cars, they're abnormally large...a whole lot like Romeo, Pandora."

I While watching the werewolves, Neoma felt a familiar feeling as she looked into the eyes of the biggest yellowish werewolf, which darkened at the onset and then became brownish all of a sudden as they looked into her. The biggest yellowish werewolf, hurled so loud and King Timodore and Neoma thought already that the werewolves will be attacking them in a second. Neoma already thought of what to do with the werewolves once they move to attack them.