Novel & Cerita Hermione Severus Fanfiction

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.

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?.

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.

he whispered “This is exactly what I’ll do to that baby was it’s born and I get my hands on the filthy thing” ~~~ Far away from the forest, in a dark room, Hermoine stood alone. Her eyes were locked on a large monitor in front of her, showing a live feed of the feast. She had found a way to hack into the pack’s hidden cameras. She watched Elena smile. She watched Salvatore lean close to her. Hermoine’s hands clenched into fists. “I should’ve been Luna,” she whispered. “That should’ve been me.” Her chest burned with hate. She grabbed a glass bottle beside her and smashed it against the floor. Then another. Then another.

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!

The king of the Lycans, who is known to have conquered many lands and women, is proclaiming his love to an ordinary mage woman? Is he perhaps devising some revenge plans against me? Maybe he's like Queen Marinella who sees my return to Dunkerson as a threat to the kingdom? "You are everything to me, Serra. My past, my present, and my future," he adds. Nevermind, I think. I can test this love he is professing later on and see what it’s worth. "I want to be yours as well, Gideon," I say, closing my eyes to have him think as if I am enjoying the warmth of his embrace. “Let’s have the renewal of vows tomorrow.”

' his voice was sounding in my head as he went head on like a lunatic to face purely dark and undefeatable magic. I closed my eyes and concentrated like Elara had thought me to do. I had to win this. I needed my mate by my side. The young girls words came sounding again. "Hermione is the least of your worries at the moment. Every gift of life is in your bare hands." She had touched my hands and I felt our souls twine into one. I willed myself to be in that moment again and just like magic, I felt myself become more than what I already was.

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.

“I want a moment with the Luna.” Severus looked at Jeremiah as if he’d lost his mind. His brow furrowed, suspicion and frustration bubbling beneath his skin. “Are you out of your bloody mind, Jeremiah?” he snapped, stepping forward, fists clenched. “You want us to leave him here, on his deathbed, just as we’re struggling to believe he’s gone?” “Just do as I say,” Jeremiah said firmly, placing a steady hand on Severus’s shoulder. “Let me handle this. I need to speak with her alone.”