Hermione Severus Fanfiction Novels & Stories

HERMIONE’S POV [FLASHBACK] “Stop, Hermione!” Bernard yelled, he was trying to get a hold of me in our bedroom as I was going mad. I just confronted him about something I found out but hoped that it wasn’t true. “Hermione, please. Just hear me out, I’m sorry.” He continued, I couldn’t hear him over the boils of my anger. Red was the only thing I could see at that moment, I was tearing down our bedroom. I was smashing the vases on the floor, tipping over my drawer with my skincare, and throwing objects at him.

“Your senior is dead, but that’s his own business. It has nothing to do with me.” Hermione said, “You really made yourself scarce by treating it as a matter none of your concern. But, then, it’s also your own business that you’ve fallen into such a plight and become a lowly b*tch that everyone detests. It has nothing to do with my master’s husband... Hah, perhaps you were the one who seduced my master’s husband!” Ynes laughed. “What’s so good about him? He’s scum, a brute. So, would I seduce him? Was I out of my mind? Or was I possessed by the Devil?”

(Author's POV.) In the Tyranny Pack "You're mine, really mine, my Hirre," Severus was holding Hirre, enjoying the familiar scent of her body, he was going to have his Luna completely today. "Mmm... ha..." Hirre, who was being held by the real mate in his arms, was also moved with emotion, and she had already been wet to the bone. It was Severus who had just carried her back, and if the ceremony hadn't been so crowded, she was sure Severus would have fucked her right there.

He did promise to be there whenever I needed him, and now I need him to keep me away from whatever that is. Riven's eyes found mine across the room, but it kept as quickly as it came. My eyes also met with the lady beside him who was now whispering something in his ears that made his jaw clenched and I decided I didn't like her. With her perfect poise and flawless face, she was standing too close to him…they were comfortable with each other and I was getting irritated. "Eat quickly," Harrion continued, "We have a very exciting day planned for you.”

Sge was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and her pheromone played golf with his sense of reasoning. He brought her back to his castle abd turned her into not only his personal servant, but his sex slave. He made sure she satisfied him in bed whenever he wanted, however and wherever. She served him like she was a maid. Even when he noticed himself falling in love with her, he did not want to believe and he treated her even more poorly to prove to himself that he didn't love her, but all of that failed, because as the days went by, he only fell harder for her.

Seemed like I did not need Felix after all. Giving her my most charming smile, I put one finger below her chin and lifted it up until her eyes met mine. "Of course I want to be your friend. You know how I feel. You are Hermione to my Ron and Tonks to my Lupin, how can I ever say no to you?" Mey smiled and when I reached my hand to hold her hand, she did not pull away. And albeit small, it gave me hope. For now, that was enough. * * *

After all, you’re a fucking whore who made a move on that new man," she said. “I swore that he wouldn’t be able to get much closer to you—” I stutteringly asked, feeling exhausted and repelled by the situation, “Hermione, I have no idea what drives you to act in this manner, and I don’t even do something—” She yelled, “You don’t want to? I know you drugged Blake so you could have sex with him because you’re that whore, and you had already tried to seduce him when you knew that we were in love before you were arranged to be together!” the words of which caused me to become speechless and I can’t go jabber.

I resist the urge to roll my eyes. "You piece of shit! How dare you?!... Your sister is lying helpless in the Coven's clinic because of what you did to her, and you're here nonchalant and smiling!!!" I ignore her as I stare at the ball of fire displaying interestingly at the tip of my fingers. It seemed like I had no control over my body. A force more powerful within, is willing me to do the things I do. "You have suddenly gone mad Hermione! Do you hear me?! You have gone suddenly mad! How can you not care at all! Right this minute, you will go over to the clinic and repair whatever damage you did to her skin..." She rants on and on

Then she blew a kiss at Bran before turning, flipping her hair over her shoulder and walking out of the room with her raven. Then, and only then, did the oracle turn to face Bran. "You think you need me." "Yes," Corey said quickly. "We believe Bran has been hexed—" The door creaked open and all their heads flew in that direction, thinking that the witch had come back in, but it wasn't her. Maria took one step into the room and stopped, staring at them with wide, terrified eyes. Bran's heart clenched with longing at the sight of her beautiful face, framed by her long black hair that cascaded down past her shoulders.

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.