Hermione Granger and the philosophers stone
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 2h 28m
  • Reads 363
  • Votes 24
  • Parts 13
  • Time 2h 28m
Ongoing, First published Feb 28, 2019
A house in Hampstead Garden Suburb in north-east London was the home of Hermione Granger. She was an 10 year old girl in with very bushy brown hair and eyes and rather large front teeth. Her voice was bossy and when she got angry it becomes slightly shrill. But the thing with Hermione that made her special was that she seemed make things happen around her when she got angry or really felt any strong emotion. One time when she was trying to read a book during lunch break some girl disturbed her but suddenly as if their mouths got locked they shut up and left in fear and never disturbed her again. She just assumed that this was some sort of prank.
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BEAUTIFUL FLOWER | MATTHEO RIDDLE

72 parts Complete Mature

"Why don't you just leave me alone?" I spit at him, the anger laced in my voice angered him and I loved it. I watched as he clenched his jaw, staring at me as his eyes darkened; walking up to me, soon towering over me making me realize how small I was under him. "Because," he tilted his head, walking me back up against the stone wall, my back slamming against it, sending a shock down my body. "You're the only girl that doesn't beg on their knees for me," he leaned closer to me, his breath fanning my face, his curly hair brushing against my forehead. Suddenly his hand pounced onto my neck, tightly grabbing it, causing me to let out a loud gasp. I brought both of my hands to cover his, but he was much stronger than me-and watching him watch me struggle, I noticed a wicked grin crawl onto his face. He leaned in closer, his lip brushing against my ear, and I feel him smirk. "And it fucking infuriates me." All Rights Reserved to jegulusarcturus on Wattpad. Copyrighted 2021 best ranks #1 in spice #55 in hp #41 in draco malfoy #38 in harrypotterfanfic