Ron Weasley X Hermione Granger Novelas e Histórias

" she stuttered, staggering backward as she grasped the edge of a chair and slumped into it. "Yes, it has been wiped out. It's a pity... hopefully, a woman is secretly bearing their kids," Orion wished as he walked up to the window. His eyes fixed on something as he made no move. "Is that the Tribrid?" he asked as Ophelia rushed up to him. Standing beside him, she clenched her fist tightly. Yes, she is. She looks so feeble, how could she?" Ophelia asked no one in particular. Slipping her hands into her hair as she sighed, she said, "How ignorant it was for us to think she wasn't dangerous... to think that she is even stronger than Lucius, Rowena, and Malfoy."

He's constantly the one who displays a genuine concern for my well-being. As he drew closer, I stood rooted to the spot, unable to turn away. I allowed him to wrap his arms around me, feeling his warmth against my skin. However, as I relaxed into his embrace, a sudden clap shattered the moment, causing me to jerk away from Kade's touch. Her eyes widened in amazement as she let out a breathless "Wow . . ." A rush of excitement fills me as I catch sight of her. It's Hermione. With a glint in her eye, she exclaimed, "A daring and powerful superhero!"

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We collapsed onto the bed together in a sweaty tangle of limbs. For the rest of the night and into the early hours of dawn, we explored each other's bodies thoroughly, missionary, doggy style, him tying me to the bed posts and driving into me with abandon. We came again and again until we were too exhausted to move. As the sun began to rise outside, Snape pulled me close and kissed me softly. "This changes nothing," he murmured against my lips. "You're still a Gryffindor brat." "And you're still a Slytherin prick," I teased back with a smile.

*** Few minutes later I exit mom's room. She's currently asleep. Her tears really drained her. I chuckle. Typical mom. I turn around. A firm grip unexpectedly spin and slam me hard against the wall. I wince. Hermione!. Her tight grip gradually shrink my perfect jaw. "What are your intentions with Ron and his female rescurer?" She questions. I gasp. She knows?. How?!.

I didn't send him words; I sent him the feeling of the morning sun in the orchard, the scent of the rain on the moors, and the sharp, grounding heat of the night we had finally mated. “He is mine!” the Witch’s voice shrieked in my mind, a jagged blade of sound. “He is his own,” I countered, my silver light flaring so bright it began to smoke against the dark aura. “And he is coming back to me.” Inside the bond, I felt a flicker. A spark of gold amidst the grey. I grabbed onto it and pulled. With a violent gasp, Ronan’s eyes snapped open. He dropped the sword, the steel clattering against the stone, and he fell to one knee, heaving as if he had just emerged from deep water.

I looked down at him, and saw the admiration shining in his eyes behind this glasses, and my heart squeezed. When I looked back at Jeremiah, I found myself smiling. "Yes. This is Chuck." Jeremiah's face suddenly became warmer, he crouched slightly to Chuck's level. "Nice to meet you, Chuck." He said, stretching his hand for a shake. "That's a great shirt. You a Gryffindor or Ravenclaw kind of guy?" Chuck's entire face lit up like fireworks. "Ravenclaw! But I really like Luna Lovegood, and everyone says Hermione should've been in Ravenclaw too because-"

I closed my eyes and prayed to the Moon goddess! 'I, Rebecca Vince Cornell, Daughter of Vince Cornell, choose Oliver Weasley as my chosen mate.' Spark ran all over my body when I finally chose him. He would officially be my mate the moment; I would mark him. "Did you just choose me as your mate?" "How can you say so?" I asked, acting innocent. "Because I can feel spark like an electricity wherever I'm touching you.", he mumbled in confusion about what was happening to me. I giggled, lifting my head to look at him. "Yes! From now onwards, you are our chosen mate, my annoying human's chosen mate, or say HER CHOSEN MATE because she was the one who chose you first."

Since Hermione had just woken up, she was still a little confused. She touched her bosom. “I’m... fine?” Alex said with a nod, “Yes, you’re fine.” “You’re the one who saved me?” Alex shrugged and thought, ‘In fact, you’re fortunate. But I certainly won’t deny it.’ Hermione’s body lay exposed as her clothes were torn. So, she hurriedly took out a piece of clothing from the magical treasure storage to cover herself. “I don’t know about the rest of the Usoro family, but the Plenilune Sect has captured Frostine Usoro.”