Draco pushed her to the wall, kissed her roughly on the lips, then punched the glass window beside her head. It smashed into pieces and the crowd who had parted for him seconds ago gasped. Hermione couldn't. She couldn't even breathe. What have you done? This story does NOT BELONG to me. All credits go the author.
Hermione Granger, Gryffindor's Good Girl, Head Girl, Cleverest Witch of her Age, Nice to even the lowest of the low, Charity starter, Best Friend, Savior of the World, Best Auror in the making...Wanted for MURDER. Now, how does that even make sense? Draco wants to know...don't you?
Odayı terk edemez. Onun odasını. Ve hepsi Ordu'nun suçu. Küçük bir odaya tıkılmış ve ona sadece Bulanık eşlik ediyorken, bir şeyler feda edilecek. Belki akıl sağlığı. Belki de değil. "İşte," dedi kız, tükürürcesine. "Artık senin kanın da kirli!" 081214 - 231022 Bu hikayenin sadece çevirisi bana aittir. Fikir ve kar...
"She can die, Tom." The old man says still looking at him. His eyes widen. "What? No. She can't. She won't. There will be a way to save her!" "Sometimes when people are too broken, nothing can fix them. Not Even the magic." No.
Hermione Jean Granger becomes the chosen one instead, as she finds herself travelling back in time to Tom Riddle's 6th year at Hogwarts, after Harry's Prophecy Dream. Dumbledore has left her the last Time Turner before his death, leaving the brilliant witch a mission: To stop Voldemort from raising to power at any cos...