Novel & Cerita Why Was Hermione Crying At The Ball

By the time the party was close to an end, I wanted to do nothing more than to curl up in my bed and cry but I know that my pride will not allow me to do that because Orel will be there. When Orel turned to escort me out of the room, he noticed my strained expression and I watched as his face darkened, before he could do something that will make people to treat me as if I have the plague, I quickly walked to him and used my eyes to beg him not to say anything, he got the message but his grip on my hand as we left the ballroom was punishing.

“I fully expect him to burst into flames mid dance and declare his undying love for me. I even brought a bottle of water, just in case.” Hermione laughed at my joke, but it was cold and hollow, like the kind of laughter villains have before spiking the hero's drink with cheap poison. She glared at me, but before she could let out anymore words, I walked past them. If I had stayed any longer, then I would have “accidentally” dropped a tinge of my latest potion that was bound to have her itching uncontrollably for the rest of the night.

His red eyes were glowing in the darkness, he carried me inside the castle and dressed me up. I could remember his passionate groans, the overwhelming sense of dick as he thrust inside me, and the taste of blood and pleasure. It all came rushing back in jagged pieces. “Hey,” a voice snapped me back to the present. “Why did you shun me at the Ball last night?” It was one of my roommates. I didn't know her name or have an idea about what she was saying. I opened my mouth to say I didn't go to the Eclipse Ball, but before the words left my lips, the door creaked open and Mistress Lune stepped in, her face lit with excitement.

"I never realized it was this bad. I thought she was playing the part of the perfect Luna. I didn't know she was being erased." "You weren't there, Astance," Valerie said, her voice breaking into a sob. "None of you were. It was the Grand Ball.” I felt a cold shiver go through my subconscious. The memory began to play against the back of my eyelids like a horror movie I couldn't turn off. The lights of the ballroom. The smell of expensive perfume. The way the champagne bubbles felt like needles in my throat. "Marie was standing near the edge of the terrace above the deep pool," Valerie continued.

I melted under him, at his will to do anything he wanted with me. He blinked and suddenly it was as if the spell was slowly breaking. He cleared his throat, blinking twice then I felt his arm ease from me. I just knew something was coming. I just knew something bad would be said. My face just dropped at that point, watching him. I did not know if he was bad at masking his face when it came to me recently but I could just see it coming. “I am sorry but you can not attend the ball Raven.” He said, my face falling instantly.

Then he rounded the desk and took a seat at the head of it. Hermione stood frozen for a solid minute, shock washing over her as she mourned the absence of his warm body against hers. When she saw him return to his paperwork like nothing had happened, her face flushed crimson with embarrassment. She couldn't believe she had almost fallen for another one of his tricks. She didn’t even ask for her hair band back. She had plenty of those anyway. Without another word, she quickly scurried out of the room. She reached her bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, forgetting her earlier plans to purge her stomach and everything else, for that matter.

Priya shouted. I blinkered, trying to clear the fog from my head, “sorry,” I said in a small tone, my cheeks flushed red in embarrassment. Priya rolled her eyes, looking completely fed up, “I was thinking we could dress up together and just move to the ball from my room,” she repeated. It was the day of the ball, a little party organized by Hades to welcome Sabrina Alex, Lucien’s intended met. “That’s a good plan,” I nodded, I could probably have a night away from our room, where everything reminded me of Hades.

“This is the best music I've heard in a ball, you just have to wait it out.” “Yes, your Highness, but this is a slap on our faces, and also yours.” Aunt Lois argued. I caught a whiff of Hyacinth's scent. I fought hard to prevent myself from closing my eyes. I somehow lost my ability to speak as she got closer, and her scent got stronger. “And since the Queen has decided to disrespect us and not show up,” She continued, “there’s no better time to leave this boring ball than now.”

“Artemis, if you ever breach the lines that define your territory, I will inflict as much pain on you as I did my best to keep from physically abusing you. I hope you are aware of that. I don’t want to hurt you, but it makes me feel good to watch the repercussions of hurting you. It doesn’t matter to me how long you live if you don’t disrespect Hermione.” “I swear to you, she’s going to be my Luna. Whatever went on between us, it doesn’t matter because I’ll never be able to love you the way I loved Hermione. It’s just not going to happen.” He added. My heart was shattered into a million pieces because of him. I am unable to both process and move. It’s proving too much for me, so I turn my at

Her hand grabbed the closest plate—a beautiful white one with shiny gold edges—and before I could react, she threw it at the wall. CRASH! The plate shattered into countless pieces, food splattering everywhere. I gasped, my body jerking at the loud noise. "You take her to weddings!" Hermione screamed, her voice filled with rage. "You dress her in fine clothes! You sit her at your table, feed her like she is someone important! Like she matters!" Her hand flew out again, this time grabbing a glass filled with deep red wine. Before anyone could stop her, she hurled it at the fireplace.