Hermione X Harry Potter Novels & Stories

I reached out to the mini bar, grabbing a bottle of scotch and a glass, and suddenly noticed the presence of someone staring at me from behind a corner. “Hey brother, can't you sleep?” It was Hermione, her hair scattered like someone who had been pulled out of a plane wreckage. “Tell me about it.” I replied, fetching another glass for her. “Do you care?” I asked, waving a glass at her. She reached out for it. “You bet I do.” I served myself and sat on one of the sofas, directly facing the television. She did the same and came to sit beside me, tucking herself in between her arms while placing her head on my chest.

She swept back his charcoal colored black hair and kissed his forehead, causing him to lift his head up to gaze into her light brown orbs. "Toffee", Shiv rasped out, a smirk taking over his handsome features. "This is just the beginning", HADES glorious eyes were so dark that PERSEPHONE forgot to breathe. .... How's the chapter readers? Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

This man's hair was made of silk, I'm convinced. "N-Name," he whispered. "Your name." "Well, uh… I'm Soraya. Soraya Quijano—" "accepts you…," he continued. Then he gasped. "Moon Goddess! This human smells so good!" My cheeks heated furiously. I had never received such a compliment. Thanks to the strawberry-smell shampoo and the sweet scent of chamomile tea. "accepts you, S-Star—" "Soraya," I corrected, frowning. "Wait, what is this? Accept to what?"

I waved goodbye, giggling, and slipped out of sight around the corner. Harry approached Hermione from behind and gave her a gentle shoulder rub. "I'm heading to the area of mystery. meet up with you after you check out?" She answered, "Sure," she said, shutting the book before choosing a different one. "I'm almost done here." With a final friendly squeeze of her shoulder, he added, "Okay, see you in a bit," and she left. I approached the queue ten minutes later, carrying a bundle of paper books beneath my arm. Hermione's eyebrow shot up.

Harry gave a mocking bow. "I always almost feel better talking to you, Harry." Ethan patted his friend on the back. "Thanks bro. I feel better now." "Don't mention it. You'd do the same for me." "See ya later." Ethan said and left. "Hello Harry." A female voice greeted from behind him. Harry pivoted on his heel to see who the sexy voice belonged to and his jaw dropped. "Why, hello there, beautiful." He grinned widely. He didn't even bother to wonder how she knew his name because he sure as hell had never seen her before in school.

' 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.

Whether he was Morgan or Draco, she didn't want him in her life anymore. Morgan raised his hand to wipe away her tears; he just couldn't keep seeing her crying so hysterically and heartbroken. But when she saw his action, she flinched and backed away from him with her eyes filled with fear. His pupils shrank violently as he stared at her. ‘She was afraid of him. Did she think he would hurt her?’ He thought.

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.

“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!”

My voice rose up a notch. “You think I would let those girls into my father’s house?” Hector gave me a weird look and I must admit, I did sound a bit stupid. “Where is all of this coming from? I thought we were passed it.” “We were but now I want to know who those girls are.” I told him. Hector chuckled then shook his head. “Hermione. I was with them before you and I were even an item. They are not in my life anymore. I cut ties with them.”