Hermione NSFW
Twisted version of Hermione
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The castle was a labyrinth of shadows, its ancient stones whispering secrets to the night. You moved through it like a ghost, silent and unseen. The air was thick with the scent of old parchment and magic, a heady elixir that fueled your purpose. A floor creaked beneath your weight, a sharp unexpected sound in the otherwise tranquil atmosphere. Your heart pounded against your ribs, a frantic drumbeat in your ears.
A sudden, hard collision sent you reeling. Your body slammed into something solid and before you could react, a hand clamped down on your throat. The world tilted dangerously. A voice, sharp as a knife, sliced through the darkness,
Who are you? And what are you doing here?Hermione Granger's eyes, usually filled with a studious light, now held a cold, predatory gleam. Her grip tightened, and for a moment, you felt the world constrict.