They say devil is a little red man with horns and a tail, but they never heard of Hermione Saltzman.
Hermione is a 'normal' teenager living in Beacon Hills. With her little friend group and friends she loves. The father she would always want. That...
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❝𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝.❞
⇢𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝟏, 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝟐⇠
╰┈➤ Sitting on the benches the redhead felt the cold breeze hit her pale skin. No one was sitting on the benches, making the place more peaceful and quiet. Hermione tried to relax till the players didn't come on the field. They will probably come screaming ruining her peace.
She closed her eyes for a second. The girl loved being outside. She loved how the cold weather felt on her skin-tickling her and making her nose turn red. Winter in Beacon Hills never had snow, so it was just like fall. It was rainy and cold, and the leaves were rustling.
"Come on, Hermione! Stop playing that witchy stuff and start paying attention to the practice!" The young girl opened her eyes being met by the coach's eyes staring at her. The players just got on the field as she sighed. Her peace is over.
"Coach you know me!" Hermione found the coach funny even if he can get on her nerves sometimes. It's probably because he uses stupid phrases to make jokes. That isn't even funny, but students laugh at the way he says it.
They lined up. Danny was a goalie, Jackson had a long stick and other players had to go through him to give a goal. Hermione comes to watch these when she's bored and doesn't have anywhere else to be.
It was Scott's turn now and he fell. Failing to do anything. Hermione sighed hearing what the coach said to him. It was something about how his dead grandmother could run faster than Scott. Which made him start breathing fast and losing control. The girl put her nails in her mouth nervous if something would happen.
"McCall's gonna do it again!" The coach yelled making everyone step away, for the boy to try again. This time he didn't miss. Indeed, he knocked Jackson to the floor. However, he immediately started grabbing his head, like he was feeling some kind of pain.
Hermione got up from her seat and started running toward Scott and Stiles. She knew what was happening. Scott was turning. Lacrosse is making him lose his control and he needs to stop playing it, otherwise, he'll hurt someone.
While the two dragged their best friend to the locker rooms, Hermione looked to their right. Seeing Derek standing there, staring at them. She felt weird by the say he had that serious look on his face. She finally broke eye contact when they got inside. That was pretty creepy. That dude is everywhere.
Scott broke down to the floor and Stiles tried to reassure him by putting hands on his shoulders. "Get away from me!" Scott looked up revealing his yellow eyes and fangs. Hermione grabbed Stiles by his hands and threw him out of the locker room.
