Severus Snape And Hermione Granger Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I gulp. My throat feels dry. Can we just talk about how beautiful those amber eyes are? I feel like I’m drowning in them. I’m petrified, even though no one has cast a Petrificus Totalus spell on me. Yep, I still remember how Hermione Granger did that to Neville Longbottom. The person gripping my wrist looks irritated because I just disturbed his sleep, but then his expression softens as he stares at me. “Sienna? ” he whispers. His voice is low, sending shivers down my spine.

He Snarled at me. ignoring him i walked into the infirmary, seeing that Hermoine was lying there with her eyes close and not moving, I went to look for the Doc to find out what was going on and she told me that my mate was fine she is just sleeping for now. With a sigh of relief, I went to my seat by her side waiting for her to be awake.

He exclaimed with a dramatic eye roll. Hermione's grip on his arms was unyielding, preventing him from launching an attack on the other person. Despite his burning desire to retaliate, he was powerless due to Hermione's forceful intervention. His face twisted in disgust as he turned on his heel and strode away, Hermione at his side. Hermione whipped around to face us, her eyes shooting daggers piercing our souls. I can feel the weight of her evil intentions bearing down on me. It's as if a dark cloud of hostility hangs over her every move, signaling that something genuinely dreadful is on the horizon. Sensations are coursing through me.

*** 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?!.

Although it's not the same as holding her in my arms, feeling the warmth of her skin against mine, or tasting her, I'll make do. Hermione nods in agreement, offering me a tight smile. We finish eating, clean the dishes together, and retire to bed early. This time, Hermione skips her study session to cuddle with me. We fall asleep, locked in each other's embrace. My heart overflows with ecstasy in this moment. However, it's a fleeting indulgence, given the impending longing I'll face in three days. Hermione adjusts in my embrace, having fallen asleep quickly, and I plant a kiss on her forehead, closing my eyes as well.

“I want her gone. I want both of them to hurt.” Ares stepped closer. “Then we stick to the plan. Make Salvatore angry. Make him lose her. Break them both.” Hermoine nodded. But her eyes were still full of fire. “He loves her,” she said. “That’s why this hurts so much. He really loves her.” Ares frowned. “Love makes people stupid.” Hermoine gave a short, bitter laugh. “Then let’s make them stupid together.” They stood in silence for a moment. Then Hermoine spoke again, voice sharp and angry.

I know he will fight Craige once he makes a wrong move and he's just trying to control the situation. "No! This talk is dismissed and I will meet you in a war instead!" He said in rage with finality in his voice before turning into a werewolf and leaving the palace in mess and leaving me there, smirking at my father who's now looking at me as if he's done. "I can't believe you, Hermione! How dare you disobey me! You do know what the consequences of what you did are! How can you be so selfish?" He shouted at me, still controlling his temper but I know that he will lose it just in a few seconds.

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.

She didn't want the argument. "Stay here. Tomorrow I'll send you back." Severus seriously urged and Hirre could not move but to please whatever Severus say. She sat again on the bed. She let Severus avert his gaze away from her as she felt discomfort. But before she went back to bed, Severus slowly followed her and kissed her torridly. Hirre felt the warmth of Severus's tongue scour her mouth. She was stiff as she felt the warm hand of Severus holding her neck. Their saliva mixed together and the cold breeze become warm as they started to lay on the bed.