Novel & Cerita Hermione Steals Grimoire From Harry Fanfiction

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.

"Smart fox. Any other interesting developments I should know about?" I tilted my head, giving him a smirk of my own. "Are you stalking a slave girl who apparently made it to Crown tier?" He gave me a pointed look, but I caught the hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "Just making sure my investment is protected." The word 'investment' stung a little, like a sharp small barb wire making a cut. I pushed the feeling aside and told him everything Harrion had said, every detail I could remember. The way his voice had felt pretentious, and how he found any chance for our hands to touch. I watched Riven's expression carefully as I spoke, noting how his jaw tightened when I mentioned Harrison taking

Students are superior to ordinary humans, and they gain powers to fight opponents, such as making fire, splitting the sea, and dividing the mountain into three sections, some of which will be employed as a branch of the race. After school, Lora walked alone in the corridors while the others chatted with their wolves. Lora strolled alone in the corridors after school while the others talked with their wolves. "Lora," a deep voice said, stopping Lora in her tracks. Harvey's tall form came to a halt in front of her. His expression on her was one of disdain and disinterest. "Are you close enough to Harold?" He saw what happened this morning and was late in aiding Lora before Harold, prompting hi

“Stay out of my business.” Cassie’s eyes follow me as I march out of the lodge, and I know I haven’t fooled her. I stop by Orion’s hut before going back to mine. I’m almost out of yarrow. I knock at the door but it falls open at my touch. There’s no sign of Orion inside, which suits me fine. I wander to the jars of herbs and help myself to his supply of yarrow. “Back so soon, young wolf?” I snap around, a snarl at my lips, and roll my eyes. Only Orion, with his fascination with the mystical arts, can manage to hide himself from me. “You take great pleasure in sneaking up on me, don’t you.”

“Son of a bitch! That fucker Stevens will pay with his blood for keeping me as his captive.” I now feel my wolf stirring in the confines of my mind. Memories dance before my eyes; one particular conversation with the Beta, where he mentioned Hecate’s grimoire. “It must be somewhere around here. That mother fucker used Hecate’s magic on me.” I can’t stop ranting while registering every inch of the room. ----------------—--------- After the events in the Alpha’s Office

she said with pride. I looked from Gwendoline, to Nikodem, and then to Morena and said, “I have one more thing to do before I leave.” I walked over to Morena, raised my hands, and siphoned the magic I’d bound from her into me. Gwendoline demanded to know where I learned to do that while Morena wailed over her loss. I explained that I’d studied Morena’s grimoire and assured my mentor that I hid it in a safe place so that she too could share in the magical treasures it held. Since every witch’s grimoire held magic that was secret – and sometimes sacred- to them, Gwendoline was more than pleased with the news.

Her voice trembled with alarm and worry. Eleanor released the tight hold and pulled back to stare at her sister's face. Her guts kept telling her something was wrong, but Rhiannon was looking genuinely worried and innocent. "Why are you just standing there? Say something!" Rhiannon urged. "I'm not hurt," Eleanor looked slightly confused, "But the Grimoire was stolen," "Please tell me you're joking!" Rhiannon looked horrified, "Who would have done such a terrible thing? We need to get back right now. Dad must be so devastated,"

A misunderstanding could happen and that was the last thing I had ever wanted. "Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"