Hermione X Pansy Novels & Stories

Blurb and Characters. Feisty, crazy and impulsive are the words that best describe Sasha Milton's personality. She is as the notorious leader of the school's most popular and problematic girls,"The panthers". They not only do they walk around school like they own the place, they also found pleasure in inflicting pain on others and are the biggest bullies in Clinton high school.

I blabbered as I sniffed the flowers to worship their heavenly scents. I was still admiring the flowers when Remy dragged the vase towards him to check every of the flowers, his eyes glistering in panic but soon calmed down before passing it to me. The flower vase was welcomed back into my hands while wondering why he did that and his explanation came up as if he had been reading my mind. “The Princess has an allergy to hydrangeas but this is pansy so it should be fine in your room” he said and I scoffed. “Of course! He wouldn’t send something that would harm me when he clearly said it was to cleanse the air” was my proud response.

Since Hermione’s leg injury had just healed, she could not move properly yet. In addition, her cultivation base was initially inferior to Ynes’, so how could she be a match for Ynes? Alex hurriedly intervened and blocked Ynes. He turned around and asked Hermione. “Do you know her?” Hermione had Alex’s help, so she stood fearlessly behind him and said, “Of course I know her. She thinks she’s some kind of Holy Maiden and is full of herself. She’s waiting for a good offer so that she can sell herself for a good price!”

“You passed out, Hermione. That’s serious. Don’t even think about leaving until the doctor says you’re ready.” Hermione sighed. “Okay.” Just then, Rhys walked in wearing his office attire. His eyes found hers immediately, sweeping over her once before he crossed the room and extended a bouquet. Peonies. Her favorite. He bent down, pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, and asked, “How are you feeling?” Hermione glanced from his face to the flowers in her hands, then to Evelyn’s subtly approving expression. She softened her voice. Time to perform again.

Things are quiet as we savour our first bites and we give Hannah so much praise, I’ve never seen her blush so much. I notice how close Xander and Haley are becoming. I think everyone notices the chemistry between them. They continually look at each other with their secret looks that they think the rest of us don’t notice and I even saw him feed her some of chefs amazing treats. I can’t help but smile at how right I got it with these two. Maybe I should set the other boys up too. I grin to myself at the thought. “Xander did you hear Mr Hashimoto’s son is taking over from him?” asks Tyler.

The Princess did it anyway, only to come face to face with Jocasta. “Is something wrong?” she blurted, seeing the other woman’s face. “Surely not Iain? Hermione?” “I came to warn you both,” Jocasta said. “The monster’s not done with you yet.” “But I slew him,” Xander protested, a hint of pride in his voice. “It wasn’t the Germanian.” “I knew him from before, like … Sacre tonnerre. De Mornay. He was under our noses all the time.”

“Hephaestus has shown me where the harness and weaponry are. I will collect them. You shift to wolf form.” “Alright Elexis, I’m going to open the portal at the treeline over there.” Pan removes his glamor and shows his true form. He motions toward the trees with his pan flute. “It’s not like a portal you’re used to. It bypasses the Beyond. Direct connection to Mount Olympus. The environment inside can be… thick… so you’ll need to push extra hard to make it through.” Lex shakes out her fur to make sure the harness is properly secured. She turns her back to Pan and sits down. He attaches the broadsword and a small shield to the harness and pats Lex on the back.

She stared at me, and her eyes suddenly narrowed. "Oh, it's okay. Tell Fleur to be safe and enjoy her vacation. By the way, Patrizia, this is Rafael, Hans Peralta's best friend. Rafael, this is Patrizia, one of the well-known fashion industry coordinators, and she is also a friend of mine." Hermione introduced us to each other, and that made me remember her. She was the woman backstage who was looking for the bracelet. Patrizia lifted her eyebrows at me. It seemed that she recognized me, too. We were both silent while she was glaring at me. Hermione shifted her eyes with confusion at us.

Hermione Granger sat cross-legged on the floor of the library, surrounded by piles of books as she pored over ancient texts in search of a rare potion recipe. The silence was broken only by the soft rustling of pages and the occasional creak of a floorboard underfoot. Lost in her studies, she didn't notice the tall, dark-haired figure approaching until he was standing directly behind her. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Viktor Krum's deep voice rumbled, causing Hermione to jump and spin around. The Bulgarian Quidditch captain loomed over her, his piercing gaze fixed on her face. Hermione felt her cheeks flush under his intense scrutiny.

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?"