Yule Ball Hermione Hair Novels & Stories

I feel so ashamed of myself. As soon as we arrived at the entrance of the huge castle, a butler bowed in front of Alpha Helen. "Alpha Helen of Golden Moon pack," The butler read from a piece of paper. "Welcome to the royal ball." The butler said respectfully. Alpha Helen nodded her head curtly, she never fails to degrade omegas, the butler was an omega. I smiled pitifully at him as we walked in.

She was blue and scaly in a way that reminded me of a mermaid, but instead of a fishtail, she had a tail reminiscent of a snake's. Long, slippery looking, and tapering down to a thin point. It coiled around her petite form as she continued to lament, pushing haggard locks of her red hair away from her ethereally beautiful face. She tucked another lock behind her ear then paused, staring down at her hair glumly. "Just take look at my hair, only the commoners in the kingdom had hair like this. If Imogen could see me now..." She stopped and seemed to instantly suck herself away from an impending gloom, then she focused on me steadily. "And what about you, er..."

Freya came around a few days later, her blonde hair tightly packed into a ponytail and her eyeliner accentuating her cat-like eyes. She was here to help the Queen plan her ball. The Queen announced her intentions for a ball at dinner the previous night, unyielding to the fact that Hazel was still recovering from her hunting injuries and there was a potential threat to her life lingering in the castle. Luca had been against it, but as mother and son shared a passive glare across the table, Luca clenched his fork, giving in to her adamance with a disappointed shake of his head.

After all, he was too young to sport silver hair—one attributed to Yuri. Next to them was a young girl with a princess crown. She was so grumpy she was grumbling under her breath and sliding down her seat. However, when she saw Eine, she glared and moved to sit up properly. That butterfly hairclip on Eine’s hair was synonymous with her being loved.

And that singular shade she owns is thanks to Katniss coaxing her into buying it on the noon of Katniss’s birthday. How did these people of different lifestyles end up together? Not just as roommates, but as friends too. Anyone might wonder. Okay that’s okay, Ariadne herself wonders that too. She spared one look at herself in the mirror and ran her hands through her hair. She was one of those lucky girls who were born and grew up owning slightly curly hair, but upon attaining adulthood, her hair gradually transformed into a more beautiful and wavy hair with full length.

She was recorded as the Belle of the Ball in the last Eclipse Ball because of her enchanting dance—Soulless Moon— and she has been popular ever since. Rumors claim she wasn't present in the Trials of Mirror, and didn't participate in the first Crucible. So how did she become an Initiate and get to attend the Eclipse Ball? Her House mates confirmed she wasn't in the Hall of Mirrors for the Crucible. How then did she emerge as an Initiate of Pyra? The answer remains elusive, and many whisper of intervention—whether divine, political, or something dark. Evidence shows that her inner power is dangerous and unstable. Reports describe sudden bursts of pale-blue flames followed by immediate burning

I retorted while gently twisting her arm. "Ahhh…!?" The girl was forced to let go of her knife because of the pain. Still grabbing her arm, I removed her hood; it revealed her beautiful, long scarlet hair. It doesn't seem like a wig, but I can't really tell whether it is a wig or not. Nevertheless, not one of the seven students that I memorized earlier has this kind of hairstyle or hair colour. … I'm sure of it— these people aren't them. "…What are you idiots doing!?" The girl screamed. "Shoot him already…!"

When I tried it on and came out Scarlet's jaw dropped and she said "That is definetly the one you look amazing, Arizer is going to struggle keeping his hands off you." I smiled at the thought. Before we went back to the pack house, we went to the hairdresses and got our hair styles for the ball, I got long waves put into my hair and then just a little bit of the hair at the top braided, with small blue ribbon threaded through. I was very happy with it. When we got back to the pack house Scarlet ordered me to go to her room and not allow Arizer see me until I was completly ready.

A week after finding out I'd been involved with the murderer Alexander Romanov I'd managed to keep it together. It was the first full moon since my arrival, the White Forest Ball would shortly be underway, the castle full of the Alpha and Beta family groups. The next ball would be the day of my eighteenth birthday so I wanted to sneak a preview. I helped Bella and Kyra into their dresses and styled their make-up as best I could. Bella’s long straight dark hair was set off beautifully in a shimmering silver gown that clung to her slender shape whilst dripping with sparkling crystals.

There was a lot of confusion. “Oh, there you are.” Freya said with a sigh of relief as she spotted the girl with the long straight black hair and that signature eyeglasses and cold and sharp eyes. “By the way, what happened to your hair? How come it became so long in such a short time?” Freya inquired. Walking towards the Student Council Secretary and letting her hair flow from her fingers as she observed them closely. “Oh, you had extensions. That is such a brilliant idea.” Freya added as she noticed those little metal things in Hestia’s hair.