Hermione Rides Severus Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Then he rounded the desk and took a seat at the head of it. Hermione stood frozen for a solid minute, shock washing over her as she mourned the absence of his warm body against hers. When she saw him return to his paperwork like nothing had happened, her face flushed crimson with embarrassment. She couldn't believe she had almost fallen for another one of his tricks. She didn’t even ask for her hair band back. She had plenty of those anyway. Without another word, she quickly scurried out of the room. She reached her bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, forgetting her earlier plans to purge her stomach and everything else, for that matter.

“You were at the auditorium weren't you? And the last time I checked even the fetus in this Great Fortress remembers Tau Upsilon Rex who addressed us all and told us of Jaylen's identity. You heifer!" Standing up in a hurry, Hermione made an attempt to pull a fast one at Ron but he was quick to move further away from her causing her to hit her arm against the hard wooden table. "Fuck!" Hermione cussed angrily as she stared at her wounded arm. "I am going to snuff life out of you, Ron! Just watch and see." She bickered. "Calm your nerves. Why are you always so hot headed?" Lorelei inquired. She looked tired.

Now it was almost midnight and I couldn’t stay aloof anymore. I was a hermit used to being on my own for as long as I could remember! Hermione’s presence in my home disturbed me, especially tonight. The red bikini drove Freyr and me wild with desire! Why was she hellbent on breaking me? I didn’t want to lose my restraints and claim Zephyrus’s sister out of all the wolves in the world! Yet my heart thawed at the sight of her burning with fever locked up in her room. No, I didn’t feel a thing for her other than hatred. I just brought her over to my bedroom so I could look after her!

I heard some movement from where he was and wondered what he was up to. “Hector. What are you doing?” I asked him. There was no response but more movement. “Hector?” “I’m coming there.” “No!” I almost yelled. “You are not well; you need to rest.” “I am coming there, Hermione.” He pressed and I gritted my teeth with frustration. “Hector listen. I have a plan. I’m going to order wolfs bane. He will not be able to enter in here. I’ll also take a few days off from school so we could sort this out.”

My tongue suddenly feels tied. What do I say to a crying good-looking stranger, who has done nothing but be nice to me …save for making me loose consciousness in the white hall, and of course, taking a strand of my hair without my permission. He tries to hide his red puffed eyes, but I see it anyways. My hands reach to pat his shoulder slow and steady. Slow and steady… “When did you grow this much Hermione?” He turns to look at me, his eyes holding a strong emotion... ... Something I can’t quite decipher... something that reminds me of how Helios stared at me, before kissing me. A look of awe...and love?

She reaches out and ruffles his already messy hair with a mischievous grin. "Don't forget you have to tell me everything about your trip, especially when you get to the serpent shifters," Hildegard instructs, her tone serious despite her playful actions. "I'll keep it in mind, Hildie. Don't miss me too much," Severus replies, a fond smile touching his lips.

Hermione sprawled on top of the lycan, Ruke could not help to relish the softness of her body against him. He was rock-hard and it did nothing to help that she was dangerously close to him. Hermione placed her hands on Ruke's chest and tried to push herself up but he was quick to hold her down with his strong hands. “What do you want?" she whispered, looking into his eyes. Ruke sucked in his breath, cursed himself and grabbed a fist full of her hair in his hands and brought her face down to his own. “What are you doing…" Hermione's words were cut short as Ruke brought his lips to hers with such force and passion that the breath was knocked from her lungs the tiniest gasp escaped from her lip

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?.

She looked around and her sharp eyes glowed as if she could not see what she wanted to see. "Where is my fiance?" She shouted and her voice echoed all around. Everyone in the hallway looked at each other silently. "I'm here..." The low voice of Severus killed the tension around him. Severus moved faster toward Vivory, who smiled as she heard the voice of Severus that could be compared with a real man. Vivory locked her arm on the arm of Severus and they walked together toward the forbidden room. Severus was still wearing a straight face as he walked with Vivory. He didn't even talk. The Queen chose him to be her partner.

"If she was going to die she would have already. Get her into bed and I'll wet a towel." Shinee disappears into my bathroom. "This was himwasn't it?" I say, wrapping my arm around Hermione's waist, pulling her standing. Her skin is ice cold, as shivers accordingly. We both struggle to get her to sit on the edge of the bed. "He knows what's going on." Hermione looks up at me, her bottom lip quivering, and not because she's cold. "He doesn't. He's punishing me for going into the prisons."