hermione werewolf fanfic

Reborn in Danmachi, as a werewolf pup in Telskyura, with foggy memories of this world and the inner workings of it. He has to be careful not to expose that he knows too much, for fear of earning the ire of the gods themselves. He uses this knowledge to survive Telskyura, earning a fear of the Amazonesses from his life there. And eventually sets out from Telskyura through some means which also cause a complete mental relapse into a child-like state, and is now on to Orario. Disclaimer: I do not own the Danmachi series, please support the official release!

[Transformation] + [Marvel] + [HP] What if you go to the wrong world? She was transmigrator as Hermione from the Harry Potter world, but she appeared in Marvel. A mysterious magic book allows Hermione to jump back and forth between the Marvel and Harry Potter worlds.

Hermione Granger always thought she was incredibly hardworking in her studies, even to the point of being obsessed, until she met Lynn… A study fanatic, a meticulous machine, a tireless monster—that's how students describe Lynn. A well-behaved student who follows the rules, and an extremely rare genius—that's how the professors describe Lynn. Until they peeled away Lynn's outer layer and saw her scarred core. “You can’t survive on just high scores anymore, so stop and take a break, okay?” — Hermione "Life isn't just about moving forward; pause for a moment and appreciate its beauty." — Albus Dumbledore -------------------------------- Read up to chapter 40 in advance at p@treon

Waking up in a new body is disorienting. Waking up as Hermione Granger—the brightest witch of her age—is a surprise. But realizing you aren't in Hogwarts, but standing in the middle of Tony Stark's New York? Complete panic. Fortunately, "Hermione" isn't empty-handed. Bound to a mysterious Grimoire that allows her to jump between the Wizarding World and the Marvel Cinematic Universe, she realizes one absolute truth: playing the good girl is for losers. Why bother with complex science and superhero morals when the Unforgivable Curses exist? Avada Kedavra solves 99% of her problems. For the remaining 1%, there's Imperio. Tony Stark: "J.A.R.V.I.S., it's time to design the Anti-Wizard Armor." Hermione: (smirks) "You mean the scrap metal that breaks the second you put it on?" Hulk: "HULK SMASH!" Hermione: (raises wand) "Shut it, green guy, or I'll cast Expelliarmus on your pants!" The Ancient One: "You are an anomaly. A sorcerer who does not belong on this timeline..." Hermione: "Let me correct you, baldy. I am a Wizard." Nick Fury: (eye twitching) "Where exactly are you from?" Hermione: (adjusts robes innocently) "Me? I'm just a simple exchange student from Hogwarts." Armed with unparalleled acting skills, a ruthless inner demon, and a wand that flashes green way too often, the MCU is about to learn why you never mess with a Dark Witch in sheep's clothing. [Features] World Hopping: Seamlessly travel between HP & MCU! Two-Faced MC: Innocent schoolgirl on the outside, ruthless Dark Lord on the inside. Magic vs. Tech: Watch science try (and fail) to explain Unforgivable Curses. Elite Banter: Sarcastic, unapologetic, and totally overpowered.

MC dies and reincarnates in Twilight with a mission from ROB. Destroy the volturi. If he completes his mission, he can travel to the worlds he actually wants to travel to. This is my first fan-fiction, so constructive critisism is welcome. There will be NO harem, so don't ask for it.

A wise werewolf cub appeared in the Snow Werewolf tribe. This younge man, whose soul came from the earth and possessed on a snow werewolf cub that just died, was trapped in a circle of stupid and innocent werewolves, looking at the sky with tears at 45 degrees to look at the sky, choking silently. His soul crossed such a poor grassland tribe, as a civilized people has to come back and get used to drinking blood and eating raw? He bent down and picked up the small leather whip, and pointed his heart to the fluffy stuff orcs Work The legend of a generation of pit god, scheming emperor, and emperor of the snow werewolves, begqn his legend on the Magical Continent...

[No system, no transmigration. Main character: Harry. Sole love interest: Hermione.] Voldemort—the most powerful Dark wizard of his time. But could Lily Potter really have sealed away all his Horcruxes completely? What if one of those Horcruxes continued to subtly influence Harry, even after the curse? What if that influence caused Harry to awaken his magical abilities at a very young age? And if that were the case… when faced with bullies, would Harry have used magic to fight back? Now imagine this: the class divide in the wizarding world is far worse than it seemed. The pure-blood aristocrats don’t see half-bloods or Muggle-borns as equals—barely even as people. Ordinary pure-bloods are caught in the middle, pushed around by both sides. In a society like that… what path would Harry choose? ilham20

Hogwarts: Hermione and I Swapped Bodies! Tom found himself dumped in London. He figured he was finally set up to live a quiet, unremarkable life. He didn't expect to get yanked across realities again. And this time, it was a freaky body-swap. What the hell is a Hogwarts Acceptance Letter? Where did my "Little Tom" go?! How on earth did I wake up as Hermione Granger?! Stepping through the doors of the magical world, Tom is absolutely thriving and taking names. Hermione, meanwhile, is carrying the weight of the world, constantly treading on thin ice just to survive. --- "Mr. Riddle, the student body considers you the most versatile genius in the history of magic. What's your secret?" "Mr. Riddle, rumor has it you're the faculty's absolute favorite. The professors have practically come to blows over you..." "Mr. Riddle, they say you're the ultimate role model. Every student is proud to know you..." Tom simply raises a hand to quiet the crowd. "First off, I have to thank every single professor at Hogwarts. But more importantly, I have to thank Hermione. She's my absolute best friend. We're incredibly close—practically inseparable. Honestly, without Hermione, the life I have today simply wouldn't exist." --- Meanwhile, Hermione had her own thoughts to share outside the Hogwarts branch of the Daily Prophet: "Voldemort? Compared to that bastard, Voldemort is a sweet little kid! 'Incredibly close'? Who the hell is his friend?! The guy is a complete and utter Dark Lord! I only survived to see today through my own sheer blood, sweat, and tears, damn it!" ---

In a heart-racing twist of transmigration, ordinary guy Basil wakes up in the magical realm of Hogwarts—only to be trapped with savage werewolves clawing at the door, ready to tear him apart under the full moon! Armed with a glitchy game system as his "golden finger," Basil gains the insane ability to hop between parallel universes, scavenging "plot components" from alternate Harry Potter timelines to upgrade his skills, brew overpowered potions, and bend reality itself. Navigating werewolf ambushes in the Forbidden Forest, forging uneasy alliances with Harry, Ron, Hermione, and even shady figures like Draco, Basil uncovers multiversal secrets that could shatter Voldemort's dark empire. From transforming sidekicks into beastly powerhouses to collecting epic artifacts across dimensions, he evolves from a panicked newcomer to a cunning world-hopper who's always one step ahead of the chaos. But as lunar cycles fuel fiercer threats and parallel worlds collide in explosive crossovers, will Basil's game-breaking exploits save Hogwarts—or unravel the very fabric of magic? Strap in for a wild ride of spells, systems, and shape-shifting showdowns in this electrifying fanfic adventure!

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.