#hermione granger
Hermione: I can’t stand you.
Narcissa:Then kneel.
Hermione:
Narcissa:Go on, bend the knee.
Hermione: The only thing I’m bending is you over a table.
Narcissa, blushing furiously:okay
Hermione’s poor secretary, witnessing the whole ordeal: Oh look there’s the door. Imma just head out before I witness something more traumatizing.
Narcissa, looking at Hermione: I think I’m having a heart attack.
Andromeda, not looking up from her book: You’re just experiencing love again.
Narcissa: It’s gross and I hate it.
Hermione:I don’t like the fact that you’re taller than me.
Narcissa:Trust me, there’s an advantage to it.
Hermione:And what is that?
Narcissa:When I hug you, you can hear my heart beating just for you. *winks*
Hermione:*blushes and mumbles* You smooth, sweet talking snake.
Narcissa at her wedding with Hermione: This is the second gayest thing I have ever done, the first one being my bride.
*Narcissa scolding their child*
Narcissa:No more turning mother’s hair to red.
Narcissa: Say it after me.
Their child: Me it.
Narcissa: [pinching the bridge of her nose] Merlin help me.
Hermione:*sniggering*
Neville: So how’s your life going, Hermione?
Hermione: Hold on a second.
Hermione: *whispers* Narcissa, how are you doing?
Narcissa, blushing: I’m doing well I suppose.
Hermione, turning back to Neville: Doing well, apparently.
Narcissa: In light of what you did today, you can hug me for four to five seconds.
Hermione: Forty-five seconds?!
Narcissa:NO! FOUR TO FI-
Hermione: [hugs Narcissa] No take backsies!
Andromeda: Wait, how do you know Narcissa is good in bed?
Harry: Hermione and I share a wall, so either Narcissa’s amazing in bed, or Hermione just likes to agree with her a lot.
Hermione, to Narcissa: Is three fingers too much?
Luna, in the same room: Not at all! Most people have ten.
Narcissa: Hermione and I are having a baby.
Harry: We figured.
Narcissa:How?
Ron: Because we saw Hermione practicing with Crookshanks earlier today.
Narcissa:Practicing?
Hermione, walking in with Crookshanks in a baby carrier with a pacifier on his mouth:Hey.
post-war. just some bookworms hopelessly in love with each other, hopelessly denying they’re in love with each other.
Distracted, Hermione began to write, “The more time I spent with her, the more I realized that no, the world wasn’t split into good people and death eaters. And perhaps it was wishful thinking on my part but the way she would tenderly call my name, her eyes crinkling in the corners, made me believe that no, she didn’t see me, and everyone else like me, as mere mudbloods any longer. I liked to think that I found a friend in her. But on the days when the wistful, hopeful smiles on her face would linger, I found myself hoping that perhaps we were something more.”
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Watched Harry Potter again and I’m pretty sure this happened once
Oh Bellatrix…
Hermione:I’m so hungry, think I might grab a snack.
Narcissa:*not really paying attention because she’s reading a book* Hmm.
Hermione:*sinks between Narcissa’s legs and starts hiking her skirt up*
Narcissa:What are you doing?
Hermione:I said I wanted a snack.
Luna:Wow that dress is really nice.
Narcissa: Thank you, Miss Lovegood.
Luna: You know where it would look better?
Narcissa:Where?
Luna:Hermione’s bedroom floor.
Narcissa:…
Hermione: Luna! What did I say about flirting with other people for me?!
Thus, the sexual tension between them remains unresolved.
“I sometimes feel as if I’m invisible, as if no one can see me at all,” Narcissa wrote. “I never felt that way when I lived at the Lake House.”
thinking about a Cissamione Lake House!AU
I love Crooks’ relationship with Narcissa here.
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you’d need quite a bit of that gryffindor courage to kiss the most notorious witch known in all of wizarding britain
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