Hermione X Harry Potter Novels & Stories

he warned. One corner of her mouth twitched as a light of challenge entered her eyes as she continued to focus on the blank screen. "Start the movie, please, Toven." I snickered as I hit the buttons. The lights lowered and Harry, Hermione, and Ron appeared on screen. I slid back onto the bed, sandwiching Hollyn between me and my brother. I grabbed her other hand and settled in for a dual marathon event: Harry Potter movies and the winner of the Waiting Game.

“I… How do I even… I can’t say it. I’m alone in the dorm and I still can’t say it.” I chuckled. “Hey, look. I promised your mom that I’d take good care of you at school, alright? And we practically grew up together! Why are you hiding things from me? How am I supposed to teach the person a lesson when I see them if I don’t even know what they’ve done to you?” “Fine… But this is between me and you only.” He hesitated before continuing, “He’s just… playing with it, I guess?”

Behind her, she could feel the weight of a hundred stares, all waiting for Rhys Huxley to humiliate the woman who’d dared to claim him. She stopped before him. He didn’t move. He just looked at her with those dark, unreadable eyes. Slowly, Hermione reached up, grabbed his collar, pulled him down, and crashed her lips against his. The crowd gasped. Dean let out a low whistle. And somewhere behind her, Sarah Granger’s jaw hit the floor.

Alex was spread-eagled bare chested across the spinning Earth, which in itself made me dizzy. His skin was purpled with bruises, as he hung like a beaten god over the world. Jeremy whined, clasping his arms around King. Jason’s glossy black hair fell across her brother’s white like she was hugging him, but then I noticed the twisted Hermione’s wand that sparked in her hand, if Hermione had been a Dominatrix (and there was my cousin’s kinky fantasy fulfilled), motherents before she thrust it against Alex’s gut.

They were coming out in short pants, and his eyes were completely black. "I am trying as much as possible to control myself before I do something regrettable, so don’t tempt me. Do not forget that I am an Alpha wolf, mate, and I won’t tolerate any disrespect, not even from my mate. So I will advise you to change your tone." I grew still as I heard that cold, low voice. It was Hermes speaking, and I had to tread carefully. I went and sat down on the bed, trying to calm myself down. Then I heard a soft voice saysay, "What is your relationship with Harry? Don’t think I haven’t noticed you guys. You leave home to work and come back together. Is anything going on between you two?"

Professor Lorcane. I didn't reply. He said something at the bottom about just not showing up if I chose not to come. I had fully planned to go. I don't know now. Should I go and learn from him? I looked down at the time deciding I would run to the dining hall and grab some actual food before making up my mind. When I entered the hall there were students and staff everywhere. I saw Lorcane's assistant talking with some other teacher's pets around the salad station. She looked up at me glaring again. Don't worry bitch, I won't take you rabbit food. I thought. I smirked at her and headed for the taco station. I love taco Tuesdays. I made a heavy taco, grabbed a soda, and sat down at a table by

The underwear landed directly on Alex’s head. He didn’t move a single muscle. “Hey, have you gone out of our mind?” Seeing that he hadn’t moved at all, Hermione gave him an annoyed look. However, Alex still didn’t move. “Something’s not right!” Hermione finally felt that something was wrong, and at this moment, her divine consciousness detected a flash of a figure to her left. It was Alex, with his daughter in his arms, rushing to the other side of the swamp. “A*shole, he deceived me!” Hermione exclaimed angrily before giving chase immediately.

"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?"

“What is so funny about Harry Potter?” “Do you know how much your mother loves Harry Potter? Those are her books.” She sets the book down and looks at me with disbelief. “No they’re not.” “Ask her. I promise you. I can tell you she is house HufflePuff and her patronus is a wolf. And she knew that before she knew of the magical world.” “Mine is a dog,” she replies and goes back to reading.

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?"