Novel & Cerita What Did Hermione Do To Her Parents

She would still be alive if I didn't become hardheaded. It was all my fault! "Stand up!" My father commanded but it can't... I don't want to leave my mother... I want to feel her embrace even just for the last time but it seems like no one wants me to do what I want because my father pulled me with all his strength for me to stand up but he won't be able to stop me. I used my ability to surround myself with fire just so no one can stop me from doing what I want. "I said stand up, Hermione!" His shout echoed all over the palace but I pretended that I can't hear him and cried my heart on my mother's chest.

Seeing I didn't give her any angry reaction, she sat down beside me on the bed. "I'm sorry I went about it the wrong way." She wiped her tears off with the back of her palm, staring at me with so much affection and longing. "I don't get. I don't understand. Mrs Maria told me my mum died while running away from the bad witches and wizards out to get me. Do I still have more enemies to fight after Abaddon? Is there something I don't know about my parents death?" "You would always have enemies of course but for your parents death...." She stood up from the bed and walked to the window, she held onto the bars of the window and stared at the brimming sun.

She was confident he was still awake. Daphne screamed behind her. "You wench! Are you trying to kill me? You're trespassing! Your father doesn't want to see your ugly face!" Hermione ignored her and walked until she entered her father's study, locking the door behind her. Then she turned to see the older man studying something on his desk. Her lips were pressed in a thin line, trying to suppress the pain in her leg. Robert raised his head and gave her a once-over before taking off his glasses.

Hermione did not harbor much sadness when faced with the death of her master. She had also watched with her own eyes how the Yggdrasil family had been struck to death by lightning just now, including her grandfather, her parents, and her sister, among others. If she were an ordinary person, she would have probably been bawling her eyes out bitterly. However, Hermione didn’t shed a single drop of tear. It was as though those relatives of hers meant nothing. In actuality, that was likely true.

Erin whimpers with a bright smile on her lips "Hi" i mumble but didn't return the smile, am not yet familiar with my environment and I don't know if they are my enemy or not. The last thing I remember is running away from the people that wants to kill me, they killed my parents and mama urges me to run... to save my life I couldn't hold back the tears that threaten to fall down my cheeks, remembering how those monstrous witches and wizards killed my parents... It hurts so much, I watch them in that closed closet where I was hiding watching as they used their manipulative magical power to tear them apart

He says leaning down to kiss my head. Try not to worry? Fat chance of that. I just learned that all his father did was offend the witches and he mysteriously died not long after. Just the fact that I am alive is enough to anger them. They already took out my parents to try and get to me. What will they do to me when they finally meet me?

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.

She hissed. “Hermione...” Agate called from behind them. “Hermione, is it really you?” The image of Dorin’s mother stiffened then slowly turned around. “Agate.” Hermione recognized her cousin. “Hermione, where are you? How have you been, all these years?” asked Agate, “I have been waiting for you for so long! How come you never visited me again?” “This is not the time nor the place for explanations,” Hermione answered sharply. “Right now I just want my treacherous son to come back.”

She started, before going ahead to tell me how she wasn't only after myself and Kieran but the entire Pack who stood by and watched her parents being unjustly banished. “They have no idea what is coming for them.” She finished, her voice sounding cheerful…too cheerful for someone who was planning on killing people. “Do you really know what your parents did? They deserve what they got…same thing goes for my mom as well.” As I spoke, a frown appeared on her face and it deepened with every word that came out of my mouth. Tired of listening to me, she began to murmur some spells and something appeared around me like a barrier.

“And tell me what have they told you about my parents.” They walked together toward the castle’s aisle. “They told me that your parents were a powerful and talented witch. They often travel without their guards. And one day when they got ambushed by hundreds of dark creatures. The dark creatures that holding grudge toward all witches. When they realized who your parents are, they got angry and attacked them mercilessly. Even though your parents were powerful, they were out of number. The two of them couldn’t survive the attack. They’re dead and their body got eaten by them. leaving only their crowns to be found.”