Pansy X Hermione Novels & Stories

Penny said before running off. I looked down at the ground and didn't see anything but I didn't want to test it, I didn't know how all that magic worked. I could see well into the field and there I saw Xander standing nose to nose with what looked like a guardian. Who is he? I couldn't exactly hear what was being said but Xander lost his temper and a fight broke out. Typical Xander, he could never hold on to his temper but they were shouting something when I caught the other yelling about her being his trigger and anger engulfed me. They figured it out! How could they have figured it out so soon? Penny popped up next to me and seeing her pissed me off more. "They know what and who he is. You

It kills faster than imagined. Our eyes remain locked. A final weak gasps escape my lips. Dizziness kicks. My head wave's. It finally drops. His deadly foot claws are my last experience. Every where and everything turns black. **** Hermione's POV. My body twitch. I whimper. Bad memories roam my thoughts. I wriggle on whatsoever surface I lay. My foots knock tough surface. That performs the trick. My eyes instantly swing ajar. I loudly gasp. My eyes glow beta blue then slowly revert to normal

The moment she saw me, resentful tears welled in her eyes. "Why? Why did everyone abandon me the moment you appeared? Why did I fail to change the fate of the fake heiress who died young despite trying so hard?" I gazed down at her, then said in a calm and indifferent voice, "Yelena, let me share a secret with you. You're just a transmigrator. How could you ever win against me when I have relived this life five times?" Her eyes widened in sheer horror. I continued, "The Sterling family? It has never been my goal, nor my ambition. Compared to what I truly seek, the Sterling surname is nothing.

His anger boomed sending a shiver down to my spine once again. "She didn't do anything wrong then why are you treating her like this? And remember one more thing she is not your slave. She is a student like you. If you are going to treat her like this, you will learn your position." Harry warned like he is my mentor but I know him very well that he is not less than the heartless fellow. They both held eye stares like they are conducting the game and very adamant to defeat the opponent. If I was not trapped between these two monsters, I would have bought some popcorn and watch them fighting over.

She was driving him nuts and he wanted desperately to kiss those pouting red lips till they begged him to stop. He pushed himself away from the wall and turned to move away from her, but she had had enough of his manliness. She grabbed him, bit her lower lips, and leaned toward him. “I'm not going to..aah!" she yelled as he grabbed her hand and pulled her downwards. She came crashing down on Ruke's chest panting. They were both panting and staring at each other. Hermione sprawled on top of the lycan, Ruke could not help to relish the softness of her body against him.

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.

I found myself trapped in those clear eyes! My palms sweat in panic. I smelt something unfamiliar and couldn't decide whether it smelled good or bad. It was simply strong; I could almost taste it in my mouth. "Ate Raya?" Anya's voice was in the distance. It was her soft tug on my dress that finally broke the spell. As though struck by the wild wind, I stumbled back and panted for air. "Soraya?" Willy's hands were on me to keep me from falling. The lady couldn't help me because of the silver tray in her hand with two syringes on the surface and a clean white cloth.

Lee says. I carefully sit on the side of the bed and pull down the sheets. "Fuck me. Do you see that, Lee?" I ask. She is only wearing a Hogwarts t-shirt. It's a Slytherin one with Draco Malfoy on it. "She is a big fan of bad boys." Lee laughs. "No! She is mine! She should be a fan of us, not him!" I snap at Lee furiously. "Ok, man. Lee replies, backing off. "I want to touch her. Fuck, look at her panties. They are see-through, black, sheer as fuck." I said, feeling myself getting excited.

"Don't bullshit me, Gen, I know he did, I can tell," "How?" "Because you get this whole mean and distant thing happening and you shiver and you can't think properly and basically make no sense-" "Okay, Doctor Phill, is there anything else you'd like to diagnose me with?" Pansy threw her friend a pointed glare, the expression sharp and her hands sat on her hips. She looked far from impressed by the shorter, younger girl who sat against the reflecting pool of the mirror behind her. She felt far from impressed by the indifference that sat against the tongue of the blonde before her.

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.