#hermione granger x reader
Anon asked: Hey. I would love a Hermione granger x fem! reader based on prompt 13 “if you don’t hug me now I might fall apart” with being on the run in deathly hallows. Really miss good Hermione x reader imagines and fics. Thanks, love your work.
Pairing: Hermione Granger x Fem!reader
Word Count: 885
Warning: None,
A/N: I love this request! thank you for reading my work! In this fic, Dean Thomas and Y/N left together to avoid the death eaters and voldemort
You pulled your sleeping bag tighter around yourself. Sunlight had started to brighten the tent around you, but that did nothing for the chill in your bones. Next to you, Dean Thomas was still asleep, snoring quietly.
“Oi,” you whispered, nudging him. “We have to get moving.”
He stirred slowly, giving you time to get up and check the perimeter. Stretching slowly, you sat up and gathered your bearings.
Sleeping on the forest floor was never pleasant. Your back was stiff and your neck was sore. It took an hour to fall into a restless sleep that left you in a zombie-like state in the morning. It made your temper short, and conversation between you and Dean even shorter.
The pair of you were trying to make the best of a bad situation; surviving in the muggle world using knowledge from life before Hogwarts.
However, easier said than done. There was no way for you to convert galleons to pounds, and moving around from place to place made normalcy harder to achieve.
Peering out of the tent, you took in the green trees and the way the sun poked through the canopy of branches and leaves. The nearby stream bubbled and gushed, while birds tweeted overhead.
Despite everything, it was so beautiful out there.
You walked around the area, not finding any signs of disturbance in the night. In front of your tent was an extinguished fire from last night. The forest seemed completely empty.
“Are we good to go?” Dean asked later, kicking apart the camp fire’s remains as you flicked your wand. In an instant, the tent collapsed into a neat handkerchief.
“I think so,” you slipped it into your pocket. He took your hand before counting down from three. Atthree, the two of you apparated to a different area of the forest. When you were able to breathe again, you spoke.
“I’ve been thinking about your suggestion. I think it’s a good idea.”
Dean looked over at you, clearly surprised. You were referring to the point he had brought up a few days prior, about leaving Britain. Over a meager dinner of weak soup and soda biscuits, Dean suggested apparating to America.
“Maybe we can ask the American Ministry for help,” He was hunched over, eyes trained on his bowl. Exhaustion was getting to him. “Or we could stay there until this all blows over.”
“How long would that be?” You had asked.
A simple shrug. “I don’t know. It could be months. Could be years. But we would be safe and we could live normal lives.”
“So… we just leave? Simple as that?”
“Simple as that.”
~~
That option had been running non-stop through your head. You gazed at the forest before speaking again.
“I think we should go. To America.”
Dean bit his lip. “Are you sure?”
“Completely sure.”
“Alright,” he nodded. “We’ll leave in the afternoon.”
That ended the conversation. After further trekking into the forest, Dean turned to you. “Here looks good.”
You stopped and nodded, extending your hand. This was it, you were going to escape this war for good.
“Stop right there.” A voice startled you.
You turned, wand drawn, eyes landing on two figures. Your heart nearly stopped in your chest. “H-Hermione? Is that you?”
She stepped forward, eyes wide. With her bushy hair and light freckles, you knew it was her. “Y/N, I can’t believe-”
“Wait,” Harry cut her off, arm raised to stop her. He looked worn ragged with dark circles under his eyes and stubble on his chin. “We can’t be sure it’s them.”
Dean tensed next to you. “That would be quite the ruse, Harry.” Despite this, he did not lower his wand.
“We’re not Death Eaters.” You shifted. “It’s us, Harry.”
“Prove it.”
You glanced at Dean, who seemed more frustrated than weary. “Alright. Ask us a question.”
Harry paused for a second. “You painted a banner for me in first year for quidditch; what did it say?”
“It said ‘Potter for President’, didn’t it?” Dean replied with the ghost of a smile. “With a lion next to that?”
There was a moment’s hesitation, but Harry still lowered his wand, Hermione in tandem.
You raced over to Hermione, immediately inspecting her. “Are you okay? Where have you been?”
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” she babbled, running a hand through your hair. From next to you, Harry went to speak with Dean, giving a you a second of privacy. “Just please hug me. If you don’t hug me now I might fall apart.“
You choked out a small cry and wrapped your arms around her, relishing the way her hands automatically held onto you.
“I’m supposed to go to America,” you sniffed. “To get away from all of this.”
Hermione looked at you, nose red. “You’re leaving? When?”
“Well, now.” you laughed wetly. “If you want, I’ll stay.”
“No,” she shook her head. “I can’t ask that of you. I can’t ask you to risk your life.”
You shook your head. “You wouldn’t be asking. I’m offering my wand.”
She gave you a serious look. “Are you sure, y/n?”
“Yes,” you glanced at Dean, who nodded back. “We’re sure.”
Hermione smiled, hugging you once more, and you felt more hopeful than you had in weeks.
This was something to fight for.
Anon asked: Hi! I read the Hermione imagine and didn’t know it was something I needed in my life! Could I ask for fluff 4 and random 8 with her as well?
Prompts:
4. “OH you’re jealous!”
8. “Can you please…? Hmmm, I don’t know. Maybe put a shirt on?!”
Pairing: Hermione Granger x Fem!reader
Word Count: 309
Warning: none!
A/N: Imma be real with y’all, I’m 18 turning 19, and it feels weird to write anything for Hermione if she’s younger than me, so if anyone requests anything for Hermione I’ll age her up.
“Oh! You’re jealous!” Hermione laughed, cradling Crookshanks. “You’re jealous of a cat, unbelievable, Y/N.”
You bristled, arms crossed. Before she had said anything, you were setting the dining table.“That is not true whatsoever.”
Hermione stood in the living room of her house. She had been playing with her old, smooshed-faced cat, Crookshanks, while you watched.
She had noticed the intent way you were watching the spectacle, brows furrowed, eyes squinted. “Then why are you looking at me like that?”
“I’m stressed,” you admitted, pinching the bridge of your nose. “About dinner with your parents.”
“Come now,” Hermione titled her her head. “You have nothing to be worried about; they’re not going to give you any trouble.”
“I know, it’s just nerves.”
“It’s going to be fine, love.”
You nodded, still clearly troubled.
“Hey, Y/N. “Hermione walked over to you and took your hands in her’s. “Don’t scare yourself. My parents are really looking forward to meeting you, they already think you’re brilliant.”
“Yeah, okay,” you said, taking in a deep breath.
Hermione pressed a light kiss to your cheek, eyelashes brushing against your cheekbone. “Better?”
“Definitely.” The doorbell rang and your eyes widened.
Hermione clapped her hands together. “They’re here!”
“They’re thirty minutes early! The lasagna isn’t ready! I didn’t finish setting the table! I… I…”
“Hey! leave it to me, okay? I’ve got this under control.”
“Well, what do you want me to do?”
“Can you please…? Hmmm, I don’t know. Maybe put a shirt on?!”
You looked down, remembering that you were still wearing a sports bra and sweatpants.
“Right. I’ll go change.” You raced to the stairs, on the second flight when Hermione called out your name.
She stood at the base of the stairs, grinning up at you. “Remember to stay calm, its just us, love.”
You smiled back. “Okay, honey. Just you and me.”
Chapter 11 ~ TRUSTS TO MEND
Petrichor- Ignis Aurum Probat || Hermione x Slytherin! Fem! Reader.
Y/n pinched the bridge of her nose and exhaled deeply, waiting for Scylla to catch up before both of them went to the great hall for dinner.
The best friends ate silently as the rest of the Inquisitorial Squad boasted about busting the D.A and getting them into detention.
“ Y/l/n, celebrate with us. You too, Vervain. What’s got you two so glum?” Blaise asked, noticing they were the only ones who weren’t joining in on their party.
Y/n just smiled slightly, making some excuse about a headache to get Blaise off her head.
Once his attention was diverted, Scylla spoke up,” Pink Toad is really testing the limits isn’t she?”
Y/n jaws tensed, trying not to punish the poor cutlery in her hands,” When is she not, honestly.”
“Still, banning any issues of the Quibbler is just insane. And quite desperate.”
Y/n hummed before something struck her. She smirked as Scylla brought that topic into light,” Then that means we are doing something right after all. If she’s getting desperate, that means she’s threatened…”
Scylla seemed to catch on her train of thought, a sly grin appearing on her face,”… and once she makes this ban, more people are going to believe Potter’s story since no one likes Umbridge to begin with at all.”
“Exactly”
“Huh. How the tables have turned. And to think it’s her who’s bringing this upon herself.” Scylla chuckled under her breath,” So you going to tell Granger about this happy news?”
It seemed like Y/n had momentarily forgotten about the arrangement to meet her girlfriend, but no one could really blame her. Listening to Umbridge was guaranteed to fry most of your brain cells off.
“Please don’t tell me you forgot.”
“Uhm…no of course not. I was just thinking about something else.” Y/n lied, quite terribly. Scylla just hummed in apprehension before letting it rest.
Later that night, near midnight the H/c girl sneaked out of her dormitory and left for the astronomy tower.
Once she reached the door, narrowly avoiding getting caught by Filch, she cast the silencing spell under her breath, before making her way up the tiny staircase.
Upon seeing the brunette already present, she feared she might have been late,” Have you been waiting long?”
Hermione turned around, giving a small smile, eyes still distant thinking about something,” No. Just arrived.”
Quietly sighing in relief, the Slytherin walked up to her and tried to see what had the Gryffindor princess so riled up.
After a couple minutes of silence, her patience had worn thin,” Are we going to converse or just keep stargazing?”
“ Stargazing seems pretty romantic, don’t you think?” Hermione slightly smiled before sighing,” but maybe that could wait for a while.”
She sat down, patting the spot beside her for the other girl to sit as well before she began,” Are you mad I told them?”
The (y/h/c) girl gave it a thought, analyzing what she felt before looking up,” I don’t think I’m mad. I am quite…surprised, for the lack of a better word. I thought you wanted to keep it to yourself for a bit longer, the last time we talked?”
Hermione could see the questions swimming behind her girlfriend’s eyes and again felt guilty about the reason she had revealed their secret in the first place,” I-…well yes. I did.”
She gulped before averting her eyes towards the ceiling, not having the courage to look at the Slytherin who’s trust she had been slowly gaining,” I’m really sorry Y/n.”
Y/n furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and concern, her hand gently taking hold of the Gryffindor’s and squeezing it,” About what? What’s going on?”
“ You had disappeared. I didn’t know what to think. I couldn’t find you anywhere and even Scylla didn’t seem to know and then you lied to me about where you were going to and -”
“Princess, slow down” Y/n calmed the bookworm, trying to make sense of her ramble,” What are you getting at?”
Hermione finally met her gaze before whispering,” I slipped up about our relationship because i was ..I was getting worried that you might’ve been the reason we got..caught”
Her voice had died down by the time she finished her sentence and Y/n wouldn’t have even heard it entirely if it wasn’t for the pin-drop silence that surrounded them.
Her hand slowly left the Gryffindor’s, processing what was just said,” You still don’t trust me…”
Hermione tried to desperately explain, not wanting to lose the Slytherin,” No! No, I don’t even know if I truly believed it but it just kept plag-”
Y/n held up her hand, not wanting to hear anything more . She took a deep breath, trying to stabilize her emotions before she got up to leave.
Hermione followed her till the door and grabbed her wrist,” Y/n listen! I really didn’t-”
“It still plagued you enough to slip, Hermione” Y/n finally said, her voice surprisingly calm,” It riled you up enough to get consumed by it. Doesn’t that say enough about the trust you have in me.”
She turned around slightly,” I don’t think this” she gestured towards them,” will work if we didn’t even trust each other to a decent amount.”
Not being able to believe what the Slytherin was suggesting, she uttered the first thing that came to her mind,” Well, if you tried being a bit more honest, maybe I wouldn’t have such doubts!”
Y/n silently gasped at the accusation before turning around to face the Gryffindor, eyes blazing,” I have been nothing but honest with you Granger!”
“Then why won’t you tell me where you have been!?”
“Because I made a promise not to!”
Hermione inhaled sharply,” Does that promise mean more to you than I do? Can’t you even trust me to keep a secret for you?”
Y/n screwed her eyes shut, thinking her words through before replying,” I have more respect for the person I made this promise to. It is not trust, it’s about keeping my word. “
She opened her eyes, her gaze cold,” I told you I’d tell you when I could. I never refused.”
She turned to leave again before stopping to say one last thing,” It would be better if we didn’t meet anymore. Goodnight, Princess.”
***
Y/n sat in front of the fireplace, eyes staring into the void as the memory of a couple hours ago kept playing in her head.
It might’ve been around two in the morning but she couldn’t bring herself to fall asleep. It helped that they didn’t have any classes the next day, she could sleep in and avoid interacting with people.
Who was I trying to fool? This was never going to last. Nothing good ever does.
She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t notice she wasn’t the only one in the common room.
His voice brought her out of her trance,” You sneaked out?”
She looked behind her to find Blaise sitting at one of the desks in the room, finishing his assignment. She looked confused as to who he was addressing before her eyes fell on the frozen figure near the door.
Scylla slowly turned towards him, eyes flitting to Y/n for a second before going back to him,” Uh……yes. As you can clearly see. Why ask the obvious?”
Y/n and Scylla looked in apprehension at Blaise, who just stared right back at them before shrugging,” I don’t care what you’ve been up to , if that’s why you are worried. Pretty sure snogging someone. “
He smirked when he saw Scylla’s face change the slightest bit of red. He gathered his stuff and bid them goodnight in the next couple minutes.
Y/n went back to staring at the fire, avoiding Scylla’s eyes.
That turned out to be a mistake seeing how her not meeting her best friend’s eyes only confirmed to Scylla that something was wrong.
But Scylla didn’t approach her and continued towards her room. Y/n was quite surprised, having expected quite a nagging from the raven haired girl.
And she wasn’t wrong, because in the next few minutes she was met with someone bumping something cold on her shoulder, jolting her out of her thoughts.
She turned around to find a bottle of firewhiskey being handed to her, Scylla bringing two glasses to fill for them both.
After both of them had a filled glass in hand, Y/n looked at the girl in question.
Scylla rolled her eyes,” I have a couple bottles stacked in my trunk. Sneaked them from home.” she trained her eyes onto the (y/h/c) girl,” You look like you need it.”
Y/n chuckled dryly before taking a huge sip, instantly gagging slightly. Scylla laughed,” You aren’t supposed to chug it, you git.”
Silence followed after, nothing much was said, just the clunks of glasses hitting the table being heard.
“So are we just going to sit in silence and drink the night away?” Scylla asked, her words slurring just a tad bit. When she was met with a quiet but tired look from Y/n she continued,” not like i have any issues with that. We can totallyyyy just drink throughout the night.”
She took it as a win when Y/n gave her the slightest bit of a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.
“We broke up.”
It was whispered so faintly that Scylla didn’t catch it,” You better speak up if you expect me to hear it”
“ We- I think we broke up.”
It took Scylla an entirety of three whole minutes to actually process what was said,” I’m sorry but WHAT!?”
“Shush!!!” Y/n shushed her loudly,” You are going to get us caught. And I’m the prefect here, I’ll be in more trouble!”
Scylla took another sip, trying to steady herself before asking again,” You broke up?”
When Y/n just shrugged and continued drinking her alcohol, Scylla stood up and marched towards the door.
“Where are you going at this hour?”
“To give Granger a piece of my mind.”
Y/n sputtered out a bit of her drink,” It’s nearly three in the morning!”
That seemed to stop the other Slytherin who took a moment to think things a bit more through before taking her seat back, not ceasing to grumble. Y/n bit her bottom lip,” And well…I was the one who broke up. How are you going to give her your piece of mind?”
Scylla instantly turned towards her, speaking dangerously low,” You broke up with her?”
She narrowed her eyes in anger when Y/n nodded,” If you are going to go on another spiel about this not working out because of your family, Merlin have mercy, I will kill you.”
Y/n clicked her tongue as she turned back to the fireplace,” No, though I guess that would’ve happened soon enough.”
She turned around in annoyance when a cushion hit her head,” Well then don’t leave me suspense. Tell me what happened.”
After finishing her glass, Y/n relented and told her about everything that had transpired in the Astronomy Tower. And she wouldn’t be wrong to conclude Scylla was angrier than she was in the beginning.
“Wow! You haven’t told me where you were either and it’s not like I stopped trusting you because of that!”
Y/n didn’t have much to say to that so she let Scylla grumble for a bit longer before trying to calm her down.
It took a bit of convincing but Scylla finally relented and granted her best friend’s wish on not hunting down the Gryffindor and creating a scene.
A somber atmosphere filled the Slytherin common room as the hours passed by.
They continued to drink for some more time before Scylla spoke up,” What do you think you want to do after this entire thing is finished and the upcoming war is over?”
Y/n lethargically blinked,” That’s out of nowhere. First and foremost would be leaving my household.”
Both shared a quiet chuckle,” Yes, please”.
Y/n thought a bit more before answering,” I think I’d like to be a healer. Or an Auror. That would be cool.”
“An auror would suit you, yeah” Scylla nodded before Y/n directed the question towards her,” Me? Hm. Honestly, I can’t see past the war for now. Probably because we were born at a time where war is all we’ve known in a way I guess…”
“I wouldn’t blame you on that.”
“I’m still hunting down Granger tomorrow”
“I know.”
***
The next morning was less chaotic than Y/n had expected it to be.
Somehow Scylla had resorted to only death-glaring the brunette instead of marching up to her and causing all of Hogwarts to know their business. Could’ve had something to do with Rae giving her some talk before breakfast, but whatever it was, she was thankful.
The first class that morning was with Umbridge. Y/n regretted not bringing a flask of firewhiskey because she knew she could not handle the toad without punching someone, in the current state that she was in.
Nevertheless, it seemed like the Weasley twins took the role of the firewhiskey because they definitely made her entire day with their pranks.
It was the most she had laughed in a while as she watched Umbridge stutter and stammer and utterly fail to control the firecrackers.
She was also amongst the crowd of the students who were at the balcony, watching the twins fly away from the prison that Hogwarts had become.
Good for them…
***
“You have some nerve coming up to me” Scylla snarked, eyes not wavering from the Gryffindor who couldn’t seem to hold the same eye contact.
“I can’t believe you roped my girlfriend into this as well” Scylla went on when the brunette couldn’t seem to speak up,” The only reason I haven’t left yet is because I am curious about what prompted you to corner me in this classroom. So speak.”
Hermione narrowed her eyes at the tone used but chose not to comment on it,” I gather that Y/n has told you about what happened the other night.”
Scylla didn’t answer and the brunette took that as an affirmation,” Was this some kind of a sick joke to her?”
Hermione internally cursed herself for asking that when she saw Scylla’s eyes widen before blazing with something akin to anger,” If you are here to bloody shit on her, I suggest you stop right now before I do something that will make me end up in detention.”
Scylla made a move to leave when Hermione spoke up again,” Wait!” She sighed,” If this was all serious and no joke, why won’t she trust me enough to let me know what’s going on?”
Scylla turned back around and looked the Gryffindor up and down before answering,” If it wasn’t a joke to you, why won’t you trust her enough to let her keep secrets?”
The Slytherin raised an eyebrow when Hermione fell silent.
“You aren’t an authority she answers to Granger. Remember that.”
“Do you know?” Hermione asked after a beat, just as Scylla was out the door of the classroom. The Slytherin stopped midway and her answer was a kick to Gryffindor’s gut.
” No. But I don’t abandon people for things they aren’t ready to tell”.
***
Y/n was about to leave McGonagall’s class when the said professor interrupted her,” Hope you continue to work hard Ms. Y/l/n. You’ve made really good progress and I would suggest you maintain and push forward”.
The glint in the professor’s eyes had more meaning than what was spoken out and Y/n was able to grasp that quite well.
“And please, do give yourself a sufficient amount of rest”.
Y/n gave the older witch a weak smile, before making her way back to the dorms.
I wish it was that easy Professor…
***
“Hermione, what’s up with Slytherin’s best friend glaring at you all week?” Ron asked as he stuffed his face with chicken.
Harry scrunched up his face in disgust a little before looking at Hermione who seemed lost in her own world. He nudged her a little,” Hey, you good?”
Hermione startled awake, as if she was asleep this whole time and looked around,” Pardon?”
Ron furrowed his eyebrows and shared a look with Harry before reiterating his question again.
Hermione stole a glance towards the Slytherin table before focusing her gaze on her dinner.
She noticed the red rimmed eyes and eye bags under the Slytherin’s eyes, making her heart ache a little.
Was she the cause of that?
She averts her eyes quickly when the Slytherin Prefect meets her eyes across the hall.
She bites her tongue and chews on the inside of her mouth, contemplating on how to break the news to the boys about what had happened a week ago.
“Hermione, what is it?” Harry asked, sensing the inner turmoil. Rom immediately jumped to the worst conclusions and became livid,” Did she betray you? Hurt you? Oh i’m going to kill that bi-”
“Ron, stop” Hermione finally uttered, eyes still not lifting up,” We had an argument, that’s all. Scylla probably doesn’t like the way I reacted to the situation. We mi-”
She stopped herself midway, deciding she can tell them her problems later and focus on what is more important,” Forget it, we have other things to discuss” .
Both the boys wanted to argue with her but her tone told them the decision was final.
***
“Hey, Y/n where are you going now?” Scylla asked, Draco stopping mid-step as well,” We have patrolling duty, remember?”
Y/n didn’t stop walking but still slowed her pace down,” Oh, I have to study. I’m running a bit behind on some of the assignments. Cover the shift for me please”
Before both the Slytherins could say anything else, the (y/h/c) girl was out of sight.
They just shrugged at each other before continuing on their way.
***
Y/n rushed through the hallway to Umbridge’s office, one of the other Squad members having found her in the library, saying it was important and that Umbridge wanted all of them there.
She opened the heavy door, panting lightly,” I apologize for the tardiness Headmistress”
“Oh, it’s no problem. You are right on time actually. Make sure none of them move a muscle” Umbridge commanded in her high squeaky voice that always managed to grate on Y/n’s nerves.
That was when Y/n was able to take in the situation inside the room, which had just a bit too much pink for her liking. She could see why the meeting was suddenly so important.
Her eyes fell on Harry who seemed bound to the chair with Umbridge taunting every single thing that the boy answered.
Umbridge turned to her for a second,” What are you just standing there for? Get to work.”
Y/n quickly got hold of the Gryffindor brunette beside her and held her hands tightly behind her back. She pulled the bookworm to the corner of the room, a little away from Umbridge and the rest of the squad but the room being tiny made that a bit of a challenging task.
“Get your hands off her, you bitch!” Ron shouted, struggling against Blaise’s hold.
“I’d watch what I say if I were you, Weasley” Y/n hissed.
Hermione did prove a lot stronger than she looked and Y/n had to do everything in her power to not accidentally hurt the Gryffindor witch while not letting go of her hold on her. After having tolerated a couple seconds, she stomped her foot on Hermione’s to effectively get her attention.
“Stop struggling for a second and listen.” Y/n whispered. Hermione was about to protest but something in her told to comply,” I want you to stay still for sometime and let me think of a way to get you all out of this, alright?”
But before the Slytherin could even figure out an escape plan, Hermione yelled, “Stop!”
Umbridge was a moment away from using the cruciatus curse but Hermione’s shout caught her attention right at the nick of time.
“Hermione, no!” Harry yelled desperately.
“What are you doing Granger” Y/n hisses under her breath, her grip on Hermione’s arm tightening subconsciously but Hermione paid her no mind.
“We have to…”
“Well, tell me! I don’t have all day!” Umbridge exclaimed, looking at Hermione menacingly.
The Gryffindor took a deep breath before answering,” We-We were trying to find Professor Dumbledore.”
Umbridge raised an eyebrow in interest,” Dumbledore you say…And child, why were you trying to contact the former headmaster?”
Scylla looked at Y/n in question as if asking her to somehow shut Hermione up but she was as clueless as anyone else in the room.
Hermione made a show of having an internal conflict as she answered,” Dumbledore asked us to make a weapon. We had to inform him that it’s ready…”
Umbridge grinned, a sinister glint appearing in her eyes. She looked around the room and cleared her throat,” You and Mr. Potter will lead me to this weapon. Immediately.”
The pink toad then turned to Draco and Y/n specifically,” Make sure no one leaves this room until we return.”
As Y/n let Hermione go, she looked at the Gryffindor with uncertainty. The bookworm seemed to catch on and sent a quick glance towards the Slytherin, in hopes of reassuring the girl a bit.
Y/n leaned back on the wall, looking at each and every occupant of the room properly and could clearly see the questions laced in Ginny and Ron’s faces as they looked back at her.
She just sighed and closed her eyes for the time being.
***
Draco paced around the room, grinning with mischief and satisfaction,” I can’t wait until you Weasleys are expelled. You have been stinking this castle up way too much”
“Shut up” Ron growled and looked like he would’ve pounced on the Platinum blonde boy if it wasn’t for Blaise restraining him.
Seeing how none of them could physically harm him, Draco went on,” You guys are just as bad as theMudbloods, blood traitors!”
Y/n opened her eyes and narrowed them at her cousin in warning,” Draco.”
Before Draco could continue, Hermione and Harry came through the door, panting.
With no Umbitch behind them.
And that’s when chaos erupted.
Both the groups started fighting each other in any way they could, Luna kicked Gayle in the shins, Ginny punched Draco in his stomach and a lot more that just couldn’t be deciphered clearly.
Y/n discreetly removed herself from the main fight and stood at the corner of the room. Her eye caught the fireplace before glancing at Potter’s group.
The only way they could get to wherever they had to go was if the Squad wasn’t there.
“Duratus Artus…”
Suddenly, every Slytherin in the room froze in their spots. None could move any of their muscles except for their eyes.
The other group looked around in confusion, freaked out by the sudden magic spell that seemed to only affect the Squad.
But regardless of it, they decided to seize the moment and made their way to the fireplace. Though just before stepping in, Hermione stole one glance at the Slytherin prefect in the corner and couldn’t help the small knowing smile that grazed her face before getting engulfed by green flames.
***
Y/n paced the hallways near Umbridge’s office. It helped that it was Slytherin’s night for patrol, so she could stay out without getting in too much trouble.
But that was the last thing on her mind at that moment.
“Your pacing isn’t going to make them come any faster” Scylla yawned as she got dizzy looking at her best friend,”Y/n sit down, you are going to give me a headache”.
But all words went to deaf ears.
Y/n was lost in her own world, arms crossed across her chest and eyes never being taken off the tiles.
It was past four in the morning when Y/n heard something down the hall. She took out her wand and shook Scylla awake,” Wake up!”
“W-What, What!?” Scylla sputtered, eyes still half closed.
“There’s someone over there” Y/n whispered harshly, having her wand at-the-ready as she approached the noise, Scylla closing following behind.
“It can’t be them, they would have had to cross the hallway we were in if they returned…right?” Y/n whispered, not really expecting a reply.
Both of them hid behind the wall around the curve when they heard familiar voices. Their eyes widened before they turned the corner.
“You’ve returned!” The Slytherin prefect exclaimed before running towards Hermione, engulfing her in a tight hug. The gryffindor was shocked for a second before squeezing back just as tight.
They weren’t sure how long the hug lasted for but a clearing of the throat made them spring apart. Dumbledore looked at them amused before taking his departure.
Scylla looked at Harry who looked like he had seen a ghost and approached him,” You alright there, Potter?”
Harry absent mindedly nodded before Ron and Neville forced him towards the Gryffindor tower.
Ginny turned back to look at Hermione in silent question to which she replied,” You go on ahead, I’ll be there in a minute.”
“I’ll take my leave as well, I really need sleep” Scylla yawned before making her way to the Slytherin dungeons.
The remaining girls looked at each other for a couple seconds before Y/n spoke up,” I should probably go to sleep as well.”
Her face was back to being neutral but before she could turn her back Hermione stopped her,” Wait”
Y/n turned towards the brunette, tilting her head in question.
“You clearly have something that you want to spit out”
Y/n narrowed her eyes at the brunette, not liking the fact that someone could read her that well. This was dangerous.
“Well? Are you just going to stand there?” Hermione prodded, crossing her arms across her chest.
Y/n just stared for a silent minute before huffing,” Astronomy Tower. Now.” She didn’t wait to see if the brunette followed but the footsteps that soon resonated against her own was indication enough.
The walk to the tower had been a quiet one. Hermione’s confidence slowly withered in the silence she had to endure in the company of the Slytherin who somehow felt close yet unfamiliar.
And having the voice in her head being the only audible company did nothing to ease her nerves about their relationship. If there was still something left of it.
The (Y/h/c) girl opened the door and looked at the brunette expectantly. Hermione furrowed her eyebrows for a second before understanding what that gesture meant.
“Right, sorry.”
Y/n entered right after and locked the door behind her. Still with no verbal communication, she strode towards the balcony and stood beside the window, closing her eyes as a breeze brushed past her.
Hermione took a moment and just let herself enjoy the view in front of her, trying not to give into the tears stinging at the back of her eyes as she remembered she might never see this again.
Feelthis again.
When the Gryffindor finally got the courage to face her fate, the Slytherin prefect turned towards her.
She took a deep breath before hitting Hermione’s shoulder harshly. Hermione stumbled back in surprise but stopped short of whatever was bubbling up her throat when she noticed the tears glistening in Y/n eyes.
“Y/n-”
“No! You don’t get to Y/n me right now.” Y/n inhaled sharply,” Tell me, where did you all sneak off to?”
Hermione stuttered, not expecting the tone the (y/h/n) girl used against her,” Uhm, uh, the ministry…”
“TheMINISTRY!?” Y/n’s eyes bulged out,” At this hour!? At this period of time with the Minister being cuckoo and Umbitch here,as part of the ministry!?”
Hermione didn’t get a chance to tell her side of the story before Y/n plunged into hysterics,” Are you fucking out of your mind, Hermione!? What were you thinking!? What could be so bloody important that you had to sneak off to the ministry FROM UMBITCH’S OFFICE!”
“I-”
“You don’t know a bloody thing do you-”
” Y/n-”
“ Do you understand how dangerous that-”
The Gryffindor finally lost her patience and grabbed the Slytherin by her shoulders, shaking her until she stopped rambling her head off. The sudden jerk seemed to pull the girl out of her spiral and take a moment to breathe.
Hermione took that opportunity to speak, reliving moments that she wished she could erase from her memory forever.
The more she narrated, the more quiet the Slytherin prefect became, processing everything being thrown at her.
“… We got ambushed. Lucius Malfoy and other death eaters. Bellatrix was there too…”
Y/n couldn’t hold in the gasp this time,’ Lucius and Aunt Trixie were there…no…merlin, no….” She steadied herself against the wall, eyes unseeing anything in front of them. It seemed like the severity of the night had just sunk into her.
Hermione paused, though she didn’t look up at the Slytherin.
She didn’t have to, the tremors in the girl’s voice was enough to tell her there was more to unpack in that tiny phrase. Things that she lost the right to learn about the last time they were in the tower together.
She wiped the stray tears away quickly, before the other prefect could notice them. She didn’t know if it was because of her guilt and ache for the Slytherin or because of everything that had transpired just a couple hours prior.
“Yeah… the whole package huh, definitely took us by surprise” the Gryffindor chuckled weakly after a moment, trying to lighten the mood. Y/n looked up at the brunette, eyes looking a little more alive and gave a small nod.
Hermione took that as a cue to continue and let out a shuddering breath,” …It was scary Y/n/n… We were chased and hunted like prey. And in the end we were caught” Her voice became quieter by the second,” all of us were gravely injured. I thought we were done for.”
Y/n could feel her heart become heavy as she listened on.
“If it-if it wasn’t for the Order….. None of us would be here right now.”
Hermione turned towards the Slytherin, tears coating her cheeks as her lips trembled,” I’m sorry. I’m so sorry Y/n.”
Y/n furrowed her eyebrows at the sudden apology but was soon answered.
“The moment when one of the death eaters had a wand to my neck, the only thought that struck out was how we left things. HowI left off things. And how i might never be able to apologize or let you know that i did not mean anything that i said that night, that i do trust you, that i-”
“Granger.” Y/n interrupted ,”I forgive you.”
“You..do?” Hermione blinked in disbelief.
Y/n sighed as she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes briefly,” Yeah. I won’t be able to forget it though. Or say that I wasn’t hurt. “ She looked at the brunette,” because I was. And I might not be able to trust you completely any time soon either, not when you have your own doubts which I don’t blame you for.”
Before Hermione could completely lose the hope in her eyes, she continued,” But, I am ready to work through that with you, if you want.”
It took Hermione a full second to process what was implied before she broke into something that sounded like a choked sob and exclamation at the same time.
The Gryffindor cleared her throat, sniffling a little,” Yeah. I would love that.”
Silence fell over them once again as they listened to the early morning chirping of birds before something struck Hermione. She looked pensively at the slytherin who had her eyes closed again.
“I can feel you staring, Princess.”
Hermione bit her lip to hide the smile that threatened to creep up at hearing that god awful nickname again. Who knew she’d actually miss it.
“What is it?” Y/n asked before she finally took in the injuries that coated the brunette’s body and pursed her lips,” We need to treat those first.”
Hermione brushed her off,” Slight bruises, they don’t need immediate attention. But I wanted to ask. Are you now allowed to tell me what you were hiding?”
Y/n stared at her for a while, as if her eyes were boring into her soul.
Without another word, the Slytherin stood up and walked towards the door.
‘Did I step on a boundary already?’ Hermione chided herself before moving to stop the girl she just got back.
But the slytherin stopped on her own and stood in the center of the room. She could feel the confusion emitting from the Gyffindor and proceeded not to delay it any further.
Y/n closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Hermione’s eyes widened as she observed. Once where her girlfriend was standing, now stood a tigress.
Hermione stumbled back in surprise before looking in awe.
The tigress sat down, patiently waiting for the Gryffindor to get her bearings back. The girl’s eyes wandered all over the tigress, trying to grasp what was being shown to her.
After a moment the brunette slowly approached the animal, hands running through the soft fur causing the tigress to close her eyes and lean into the touch,” You are beautiful.”
The tigress chuffed, causing Hermione to snort,”Your welcome.”
After taking a couple more seconds to admire the majestic creature towering over her she pulled away and Y/n took that as a sign to turn back to her human form,” That was what I was hiding.”
Hermione nodded, still in awe, before another question made itself present,“Why?”
“McGonagall didn’t want anyone knowing. If word got out, who knows what Umbridge and the ministry would’ve done.” Y/n shuddered just thinking about it,” And I myself did not want anyone knowing. I would rather keep this information out of the ears of anyone, in fear of it reaching my family.”
Y/n didn’t need to continue, Hermione understood the implication and the hidden motives in the Slytherin’s answer.
“Thank you”
Y/n just shrugged before pointing at the brunette’s arm,” You want to get that dressed or would you rather bleed to death?”
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Petrichor- Ignis Aurum Probat || Hermione x Slytherin! Fem! Reader.
Warning: Implied Abuse , bruises.
Remember that this series deals with dark themes.
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Time was a very weird concept. How it could feel fast yet very slow was something beyond Y/n’s comprehension. Though every time she felt like analyzing it, the thoughts would drift away to a time that she’d rather not live again.
She looked out the window at the countryside they were currently passing through as Eira calmly purred on her lap. It was nearing sunset so the sky was a beautiful shade of yellow and purple with clouds scattered all over. The light green meadows and dark green hills made her sigh in content, wondering if a bushy-haired Gryffindor was also enjoying this serenity or had her nose buried in some book she smuggled from the restricted section.
Draco looked at her with furrowed brows to which she just rolled her eyes and waved him off. He rolled his eyes back at her in reply and went about talking some shit that she didn’t have the energy to pay attention to. She knew it wasn’t any good anyway.
She closed her eyes and rested her head against the window briefly.
It was thunderstorming. Y/n could hear her heart pounding in her ears. She knew what awaited her once she reached her destination and she did not have much time to stall, like she was doing at the moment.
A faint sound made her look towards the hall’s entrance with baited breath. She clutched the floo powder tightly before loosening her grip when no movement could be detected towards where she stood.
This was exactly why she could not stall anymore.
Grabbing a handful of powder she took a deep breath and stepped inside the fireplace.
“12 Grimmauld Place”
Her voice was all but a whisper. Letting out the shaky breath she was holding in, she let the floo powder fall.
She had cast the muffliato spell in the hall as soon as she had entered and could only hope that no one in the house took notice of her absence. And hopefully she’d be back by noon so that she could be excused as having gone for a walk in the woods.
Floo travel wasn’t her go-to travel method, she’d much rather fly on a broom. But alas, she couldn’t have muggles spotting her and it would be quite a long journey. Not to mention, the utmost secrecy of what she was doing from everyone around her.
It just took a second, but the second was a whirlwind before she landed in the dusty fireplace of the old manor. A coughing fit caught hold of her, courtesy to not having travelled through floo much and also the extra layer of dust that always seems to plague this place.
By the time she had opened her eyes, quite an audience had assembled to see who had tumbled through the old fireplace in the wee hours before the crack of dawn.
And before she could even find words to utter, she had several wands to her throat.
“Who are you?” Tonks asked, making sure to stare the intruder down.
Once the facade of her calmness came back to her, she answered in a polite manner but her voice still held a bite,” Greetings to you too, cousin.”
Nymphadora only narrowed her eyes even more before someone pushed her aside. Quite a tired-looking Sirius Black came within her vision, limping a little due to the new metal leg he had procured from the fight in the ministry not that long ago.
Y/n lifted her eyes quick enough before it could be considered “rude” to stare at his injury,” Greetings to you as well, uncle.”
He just stared at her for a couple more seconds before nodding his in acknowledgement.
“Sirius, who is this intruder?” Arthur Weasley asked, eyes flickering back and forth between the two of them.
Sirius sighed, glancing at the girl once more in case she wanted to be the one who answered but her silence was enough to convey the message,” This is Y/n Y/l/n. A distant cousin’s daughter.”
“How am I related to you?” Tonks questioned, finally lowering her wand but still keeping it ready,” I’d like to know in detail.”
“Yes, Y/n , tell us.” George chimed in,” Details are very important of course” and Fred finished.
Y/n hadn’t interacted with the twins directly but their friendly teasing tone to a stranger unnerved her.However, she ignored that and answered,” Do you know someone named Nagai Y/l/n? Your mom and her were quite close as far as I recollect, along with aunt Cissy.”
A look of recognition falls upon Tonks,” Yes, she’s a name I’ve heard a couple times in my life.”
“Splendid. I’m her daughter.” Y/n did not bat an eye to the gawking expression a few were giving her in the room, simply turning her attention to Sirius Black.
She noticed Lupin standing at the back of the room was analyzing her. She expected that much and didn’t let it bother her much.
“She’s also the Slytherin Prefect by the way” a voice called out, turning out to be the redhead’s she has grown to know quite well, even if it wasn’t through direct interactions.
“You still hold that against me, I see.” Y/n rolled her eyes in annoyance.
“Why, of course, it is. It’s vital information if you ask me. Gives a lot more perspective to your…” he paused, a look of disgust taking over,” upbringing, to put it lightly.”
Y/n just narrowed her eyes at the boy before her attention was diverted by Arthur speaking,” Uhm, Ms. Y/l/n. You still haven’t stated your purpose for a visit this late into the night”
“Yes, dear. What are you doing here? And Sirius, why are you so quiet?” Molly asked, finally breaking her silence.
Molly was on guard with having someone from Black’s side of the family standing in the room, but she couldn’t ignore that this was a child as well.
“Would you like to state your purpose for the visit in front of everyone?” Sirius asked, turning to you.
You nodded,” I want to join the order.”
It was dead silent in the room. Y/n trained herself to look everyone in the eye, just like she had been taught to since she was a child.
“And why do you want that?” Lupin asked, slowly walking towards where the slytherin was standing, still covered in soot right outside the fireplace.
“Because I want to defeat Voldemort.”
Lupin’s and frankly every adult’s surprise at Dark Lord’s name spoken without hesitation was evident.
Lupin cleared his throat before continuing,“And what about your family?”
“They know nothing of this. And I am going to keep it that way until I finally cannot.”
There was a fire in Y/n’s eyes that Lupin could not ignore. He glanced at Tonks who looked like she was waiting for him to finish his bit before she could jump in.
And once he relaxed his stance a bit, she took over,” And what use would you propose you have to us?”
“That’s a bit crass” Molly muttered which Y/n caught and fought against a smirk.
Y/n raised her eyebrow, surprised by the subtle hostility but secretly also liking this discussion,” I’ll be the mole you will need to help you stay on the same step or even a step ahead of the Dark Lord. Even if it doesn’t let you stay on the same step as him, it can never hurt to have someone on the inside.”
Tonks bit her lip, knowing that Y/n made a good point which was hard to refute.
“And how do we know you can be trusted?” she finally asked after the moment of silence had passed.
But this time Y/n turned to Black, letting him answer it instead, which he caught on to,” She has agreed to be questioned under the influence of the truth serum. Which is what we should be getting on to, without further delay as I understand you can’t be away for long”
“Wait, you didn’t mention that!” a voice exclaimed in surprise from the back of the room. And that was when Y/n finally laid eyes upon the Gryffindor who she’d been dreaming of finally reuniting with.
Everyone turned to the bushy haired brunette in surprise when Molly asked,” You know her?”
Hermione looked Y/n dead in the eye as she answered,” She’s my girlfriend Mrs.Weasley.”
“What?” Everyone except Ron and Y/n let out.
“You know, I was expecting this to happen sooner. Shouldn’t you have been the one to introduce me” Y/n asked, folding her arms across her chest as she narrowed her eyes at the Gryffindor.
Hermione just shrugged,” I wanted you to handle them on your own. Now, what is this about a truth serum?”
The Slytherin reached inside her coat and produced a small vial of what looked like Veritaserum. She walked to Sirius and handed it to him.
“What? But why are you guys doing this? Can’t just questioning her regularly be enough?” Hermione asked, not quite happy with the way they were being sceptical about her girlfriend, her rational mind unusually being overpowered by her emotional one.
“Hermione, this is-” Lupin started before getting cut off by the Slytherin herself.
“Did you trust me the very first time you met me as someone from Slytherin or someone who was related to the Malfoys, Granger?” She asked, raising her eyebrow and nodding when she was met with silence,” Exactly.”
“Where did you get the serum?” Sirius asked, eyeing the vial carefully.
“Father has a cabinet filled with potions for different purposes. I knew where he kept the veritaserum and sneaked in a vial.”
“And what’s the proof it’s real?” Ron asked, though this time his voice wasn’t malicious. Y/n still glared,” Do you hold some sort of a grudge against me, Weasley?”
“No! That was a genuine question!” Ron exclaimed, having not meant to be offensive, no matter how sceptical he was.
Y/n just hummed before answering,” Fair enough. Uncle Sirius, is there any house-elf around here?”
He nodded before calling for Kreature who arrived immediately.
“Kreature, see if this is veritaserum or not.”
The elf took the vial in his hand and examined it thoroughly, twirling it in the air a little and performing a few more tests that only he understood before handing the vial back to Sirius.
“It is real, Master, Kreature is sure”
Y/n looked at the crowd in expectation,” So shall we get started?”
But right before they were all going to leave the living room and head to the conference room, a voice wandered in.
“Is that little mistress Dobby hears?”
Y/n froze in her steps, not believing the voice she heard before turning towards the room’s entrance.
And when the little head with huge eyes found her, she almost couldn’t control her tears.
Almost.
Instead, she took a deep breath,” Hello Dobby.” She gave a small smile.
The huge giddy smile that Dobby gave her back made her want to sprint to him and crush him in a bear hug. But she couldn’t. She had a reputation to uphold.
She can’t be vulnerable.
“Little mistress is here…” he happily sighed, clasping his hands together in joy.
Merlin, was she glad that Dobby hadn’t run up to her and given her a hug either, she knew she wouldn’t have been able to refuse him.
“Has Dobby been sneaking some cupcakes?” The Slytherin asked, confusing everyone present around her. But Dobby understood.
“No, little mistress. They give Dobby cupcakes here.” The little elf answered. It was a sentence both of them did not think they’d ever hear but they were glad to have been proven wrong.
“That is lovely, Dobby.” Y/n nodded before looking at the adults again, indicating on continuing where they left.
“I gather you know Dobby already” Tonks commented, looking at the two of you for a moment before heading towards the conference room.
Hermione fell in step with the (Y/h/c) girl as they left,” What was that?”
Y/n just shrugged before going to the conference room. Just as Hermione was about to enter, Lupin stopped her at the door,” I think it would be better if you waited out here.”
“W-What?” Hermione stuttered, taken aback.
Lupin looked inside the room before looking back at the brunette,” No children inside, Ms.Granger. Your girlfriend would be fine.” He then turned to the Slytherin,” Ms. Y/l/n, if you would please.”
Y/n nodded and went straight ahead, without sparing a glance towards the grumpy gryffindor.
The interrogation did not take a long while. The adults in the Order questioned the Slytherin, at some point even brutally but knowing that her answers were honest and she genuinely wanted to help defeat the evil her family worshipped, they knew she was a good one.
But being the playful bastard that Sirius was, he didn’t want her to know she was officially part of the order.
“Ms. Y/l/n, thanks for showing interest in our work, but I’m afraid we must erase your memories.”
Y/n blinked, not sure if she was hearing right,” Pardon?”
“We just don’t think we can trust you. What if you are under the imperious curse right at this moment and are deceiving us. We cannot have anyone suspicious here and that includes you, I’m afraid.”
Sirius had thought his pranking days had been over and that he would be rusty but seeing the Slytherin’s reaction, he knew he still had it in him.
“And it would be better if we modified your memories with Hermione as well, so as to not complicate anything. That is the only way left.” Lupin joined in, knowing what his best friend was up to.
Y/n gaped for a solid moment before breaking out of her trance,” I do not consent.”
“What?”
“ I said, I do. Not. consent.” Y/n spoke, as she grit her teeth so as to not to lose her temper.
She huffed before getting up from her seat,” I am sorry that you do not trust me. And I wish I could tell you I’d break up with Hermione for the cause, but I’m afraid I cannot. I will not give up on us. A few months ago, I might’ve, but not now. And I hope you understand.”
Dusting her cloak slightly, she bid her farewell,” I’ll take leave of you now. Goodnight.”
Just as she was about to move towards the door, she noticed how no one in the room had protested against her statements and were…actually smiling.
She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and Molly couldn’t help but bring the girl into a bear hug,” Oh, you little sweetheart! You are here to stay, don’t worry. These two were just pulling your leg.”
Y/n stood uncomfortably in the hug, not used to so much affection or gentle-touch and Arthur seemed to notice, causing him to chuckle at his wife,” Would you let the poor girl go now or squeeze all the air out of her?”
“Oh shush!” Molly retorted, breaking the hug.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get used to these hugs soon enough.” Sirius whispered, giving a gentle smile before retiring for bed, just like all the adults were doing.
“Oh dear, have you had anything to eat? Would you like something warm?” Molly asked, turning around right before she exitted as well. And before Y/n could answered, she answered it herself,” Let me warm up a nice cup of hot chocolate. I suggest you stay the night here and leave when the sun is out. Your excuse of going on a walk might work better then.”
And yet again, before the slytherin could give any sort of reply, Molly had left for the kitchen.
“Hot chocolate sounds nice.” Hermione commented, intertwining her arms around yours.
Y/n just gave a small smile as she shrugged, not knowing how to react to this behaviour. Hermione seemed to notice, but she didn’t comment which Y/n was grateful about.
“Little mistress?”
Both the girls turned around, seeing Dobby standing in the hallway.
“You do know I was never actually your mistress right? Especially not now.” Y/n teased.
“Y/n Y/l/n will always be little mistress to Dobby.” The house-elf smiled.
Y/n turned to look at her girlfriend who seemed to understand these two wanted a little alone time and left the corridor wordlessly.
The Slytherin stalked towards Dobby and knelt down,” Are you really alright here, Dobby?”
“Dobby would never lie.” Dobby’s face held a sadder expression,” Is little mistress alright?”
The girl didn’t have the heart to lie to the elf who was one of the closest beings she had in her life but she didn’t want him worrying and telling anyone here either. So she just shrugged.
Dobby frowned before gently grabbing the Slytherin’s hand, pulling the sleeve up, uncovering multiple bruises. They didn’t look very fresh but they weren’t that old either.
“Dobb-”
“Still?” Dobby interrupted.
Yet again the girl shrugged,” it’s just the regular duelling bruises….and a couple punishment ones for not doing well but that isn’t anything new, Dobby. You know that.”
“Dobby knows, that’s why it hurts Dobby more.” The elf whispered, his eyes filling with tears.
And finally giving into her urge of having not held the elf in a long while, she hugged him tight.
“They are good people, Mistress.”
Y/n loosed the hug, looking at the elf as he spoke,” Harry Potter’s friends. You don’t need to pretend here.”
The slytherin smiled slightly but her face still held sadness as the tears in her eyes begged to be released,” That might be so, but maybe I’ve been pretending long enough to actually become some of my lies.”
“Dobby doesn’t believe that, and he won’t let little mistress believe so either.” His voice was resolute, causing the teenager to chuckle.
“As you say, Dobby.”
Unbeknownst to both of them, there was Hermione nearby, accidentally having overheard their conversation as she held both of their hot chocolate in her hands.
She couldn’t decide if she was happy or sad for Y/n. She hadn’t been able to hear all of their conversation but she knew it wasn’t anything happy. She could make out that much from the few words she got here and there.
She gave them a couple more minutes before entering the hallway,” Hey..”
Y/n quickly wiped whatever tears she had lingered on her lashes and turned around.
“Dobby shall leave now. Take care little mistress.” And with that, he was gone.
“Let’s go to my room? You look like you could use some rest.” Hermione gave a small smile as she handed the Slytherin her mug of hot chocolate.
Her girlfriend hesitated and it didn’t go unnoticed by the Gryffindor.
Understanding the silent question on the brunette’s face, the Slytherin prefect spoke up,” Would it be alright with you if we spent time in the living room?”
“Do you not want to sleep? I can see the dark circles under your eyes, Y/n/n.” Hermione inquired, curious by this sudden request.
But Y/n shook her head,” I am tired, that cannot be denied. But I would like to spend some time with you before I leave, instead of sleeping it away.”
The reason warmed Hermione’s heart and her giddy smile gave away her happiness, which Y/n wasn’t that appreciative of,” What? Is it not natural to want to spend time with one’s partner?”
She looked away at a random corner while scowling to hide her blush. She wasn’t one to be sappy and even when she was, she would much rather have that be unmentioned.
“I don’t mind. Come on, I’ll get the fireplace going.” Hermione offered as she handed Y/n her mug of hot chocolate overloaded with marshmallows.
“That’s quite an amount.” Y/n gestured at the marshmallows before taking a seat on the carpet.
Hermione would lie if she said she wasn’t surprised by the elite sitting on the floor,” Why are you sitting on the floor? There’s an armchair right there.”
But all the Slytherin did was shrug and pat the space beside her,” It’s cosy. Come quick.”
It was quite for a while, only the crackle of the fire filling the room. The girls didn’t mind, it helped quite their minds.
“What was that you said to Dobby?” Hermione asked out of nowhere. It seemed like she had been trying to decipher that for a while.
Y/n chuckled,” It’s our way of asking if he’s alright. I came up with it when I was about five years old. I would ask if he snuck some cupcakes which meant if he had gotten himself into any trouble trying to find some freedom within his enslavement. Or just to ask if he had done something not right to try to be happy, in some simpler sense.”
“And he said we give him cupcakes,” Hermione stated, the question imbedded in it to which the Slytherin nodded.
“Yes. That meant he didn’t have to get in trouble to be free anymore. Or break rules to live his life. It was the first time ever he used it, I believe.”
Hermione was hesitant to ask, but still went ahead with it,” What would he usually say?”
Y/n didn’t take her eyes off of the fire,” Initially, around the time we coined these phrases he would say,’ Yes little Mistress, I tried to.’ But as time went on and Uncle’s punishments became crueller, he would always say,’ There are no cupcakes to sneak’ ”.
“Where is Harry, Hermione?” she continued.
Hermione noted how the Slytherin had used the boy’s first name but decided not to mention it,” Uh, he’s at his Aunt’s place.”
Without pausing for long, Y/n turned to face Hermione, her face almost looking terrified,’ ‘Mione, you need to be more cautious. Things are going to get a lot worse.”
It irked Hermione that she couldn’t even enjoy the nickname from her girlfriend since the matter she referred to seemed….worrisome.
“The Dark Lord is back, of course, things are going to get a lot worse.” Hermione quipped.
But her girlfriend shook her head, as if she wasn’t able to see what she truly meant. How could she? She knew nothing.
“No. That’s not what I mean. Something is going to happen this year at Hogwarts. Something big. And probably not something anyone would be prepared for.” She had observed her relatives to know they had something unwraps.
“Then why are you being so cryptic? Aren’t you to work as our informer now?” Hermione queried. But the Slytherin looked pained when she replied.
“ Yes. But even I don’t know what it is yet.”
Well, she did know now, Y/n thought.
She glanced at her brother’s arm for a second when a smoke bomb exploded in their compartment.
Once the smoke had cleared up, she could see that Draco was a bit more riled up with the sudden surprise.
A moment after, Draco went back to yapping about how horrible Hogwarts was and how stupid their headmaster is. He came close to revealing their secret when she effectively glared at him and made him stop.
Catching himself, he changed the direction of his sentence and gave a more vague one. That’s when something caught her eye.
She looked up at the compartment, feeling like something had moved.
It took her a minute before she connected the dots. And one look at her brother, it seemed like the movement had caught his eye too.
‘Dear Merlin. You are such an idiot Potter’ she cursed.
Once the train stopped, she tried to linger but caught her brother staying back as well.
“All well Draco?” she asked.
He just nodded,” Yeah, I just need to check something. You go ahead.”
“Do you need hel-”
“No. I said go ahead.” Draco insisted. Y/n gritted her teeth before getting off the train.
‘Dammit Potter’
She lingered on the side, at a blindspot waiting for her cousin to get off. She couldn’t even go and contact the Gryffindor Prefect in public.
Once he was off, she went inside to find Luna Lovegood already helping Harry up.
Seeing how he had company to take care of him, she left undetected, joining a random group of Slytherins to get back to the castle.
She waited in the common room for Draco to come back from dinner. Once he did, she made sure he stayed until the entire place was empty.
“What did you want?” the boy asked, confused.
Y/n made him sit beside her before she spoke,” You need to be more careful.”
Draco scowled, offended and quickly jumped to defend himself before his sister cut him off,” Stop. Draco, what you did was reckless! Prattling about-”
The girl stopped herself and lowered her voice,” about things that no one other than us should know about! Are you trying to get caught?”
One thing the boy absolutely hated was being talked down to, which his sister seemed to do always. And even though he knew she was right, he would never admit it,” Oh please. I handled that very well.”
After another thought, he continued,” And what if I did? They would only want to help us. Other than those pesky Gryffindors,no one wants Du-”
Y/n placed her hand on his mouth, effectively shushing him from continuing,” Are you in your fucking senses, you muttonhead!”
Not favouring her choice of insult Draco did the only thing that popped in his brain.
He licked her palm.
“Ew! You vile gargoyle, what childishness is this!?” Y/n exclaimed, internally gagging at the saliva that coated her palm before rubbing it off on her cousin’s robes.
“Well, you shouldn’t have called me a muttonhead.”
Y/n just gaped before scoffing,” I will call you what you are. Truth hurts, dear cousin.”
Shaking her head she continued,“We are going nowhere with this. Just shut your trap and carry out the mission properly, you hear me?”
“Since when did I start answering you?” Draco challenged, towering over his cousin with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Since I was born with more braincells than you.” Y/n answered, unfazed. Her cousin tended to be childish which was nothing new for her.
Growing a little red, Draco trudged up closer,” I think you are jealous that I was chosen. Not you, but me.”
Y/n just narrowed her eyes at him, biting any retort bubbling up her throat. None would help her.
Draco smirked at the lack of a reply before whistling back to his chambers,” Goodnight dear cousin.”
Y/n stared at the door to the boy’s dorms as Aunt Cissy’s voiced echoed in her head.
‘Take care of your brother for me Y/n. Please.’
She curled up her fists tightly as she tried to get her breathing to slow down.
“What mission?”
Startled out of her skin,Y/n turned around quicker than a whirlwind and came face to face with a raven-haired girl she had missed dearly.
“Good evening Scyl” she gave her a small smile, though not getting one in return.
“What mission, Y/n?” Scylla pressed, walking closer to the Slytherin prefect.
“It is nothing you need to worry about. I…” Y/n looked at the ceiling and took a deep breath before forcing a smile,” I got it under control.”
She tried walking past her best friend, not knowing if she should involve the other girl and potentially endanger her more than she already was when a hand caught hers.
She was pulled back quite forcefully before the same hand held her jaw and made her face the said girl,” No more. I am done with your secrets. I can see the cogs turning in your head and they are not good.”
When Y/n went to protest, she was effectively stopped before she could even begin,” No bullshit about trying to do whats best. I am in as much danger as you, whether I know what in this fucking world you are up to or not. So I would rather know.”
Staring at the resolution in the Slytherin’s eyes, the prefect relented. There was no stopping Scylla once she had her mind set. It was a miracle she hadn’t forced Y/n to spill her guts way before.
“Let’s go to my chambers.”
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MASTERLIST
HOGWARTS
Fred Weasley
Draco Malfoy
CRIMINAL MINDS
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Spencer Reid
Requests are now open! I previously wrote on Wattpad where I got over 200K views but I have since deleted my work due to the data breach and the fact I wrote it years ago and I believe my writing has improved vastly. (Well I hope so, lol).
Unfortunately, I am a bit rusty, which means I will only write the minimum of one thousand words per request. I also enjoy writing in detail, sorry if you do not like that.
I decided to keep my Secondary Blog as a Middle-Earth/Tolkien one!
I previously took a break, for personal reasons, but I have mustered the confidence to return. I apologise if I did not write your requests before, I feel awful, and please FEEL FREE to send them in again - there appears to be an error with my ask box and most of my requests have disappeared.
What do I write?
I write ‘x readers’.
I will also write for ships - for example, Harry Potter (as I know the most about the couples in it). I will also write ‘Jily’, (for Harry Potter) because that is superior.
What fandoms do I write for on my main blog?
- Harry Potter (all Eras)
- Narnia
- Netflix Bridgerton
What fandoms to I write for on this blog?
- The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings
Pleaserequest here if you have any requests for these fandoms, same rules apply, or simply click on my blog on the ask button @daydreams-magic01-mrsdurin.
(You can ask me if there are any other fandoms I write for, but these are my main ones)
Rules:
I do have rules and limits, as there are things that make my uncomfortable.
:)
- I write for all genders and sexualities, as well as body types, etc. Discrimination is not welcomed here.
- No hate! If you don’t like my work, please don’t be rude about it. I have tried my hardest and whilst I appreciate constructive feedback, bullying and hate is just rude. I have never and will never attend to offend anyone or make them uncomfortable, I always try to put in the right tags also. If there are any issues, please put them in my ask box (however, it may be a few days until I reply as I don’t look in there until I have completed my current request) I apologise in advance and it is most likely due to an error or accident. Thank you :)
If I make an error, please message me privately - I once had an autocorrect issue where a tag went to ‘teddy lupin x male reader’ on my blog when it was for a female reader as I was in a rush and did not realise I had already done the female tag. I am sorry again and an issue like this will never happen again, and I shall always double check from now on.
- I will never write anything underage so please request someone who is of age. I won’t mention anything triggering in too much detail as I don’t want to upset anyone. I will not write (describe) rape, it will always be consensual.
- If there is anything triggering, I will mention at the top. Remember, I love you guys.
- I am trying to improve my smut skills, but writing it does make me uncomfortable. I won’t write anything messed up, too graphic, dark, or kinky or to do with rape.
- Please do not copy or share my work in your own books or on another website! This is my hard work, and my writing. It should only be found on this blog. So please don’t. I find it very annoying and rude. (This includes futures and previous works)
- You will only find my work here. (I realise I emphasise this and I’m sorry)
- Please include the gender, and which person you would prefer it in as I don’t want to annoy you if I make an error (I usually write in third person but if you do not prefer this, please say so). It can also be very difficult to write without this. Please include anything else which you find necessary to apply.
- When you request I will make it time appropriate to the movie or show unless stated otherwise. However, can you please clarify when you want it, for example, if the show spans over a number of years. If it isn’t necessary then I will just set it after. :)
- I will always try to use the spelling and slang from where it is set.
- Unless if I say other wise, your request should be posted within the week.
- Have a wonderful day. I can’t remember any other rules right now but it’s like 3am.
Thank you!
Author is always me on this blog: @daydreams-magic01and@daydreams-magic01-mrsdurin as I have decided to keep as a Tolkien blog for requests, and in that case only future Tolkien work should only be found on there, and all previous Tolkien work as well as all my other requests should only be found on my main blog. No where else.
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Please feel free to request on my main blog unless you have any Hobbit and Lord of the Rings requests and wish to see me having a Tolkien blog, then do it on this one, haha. (That link is to my previous Lotr and Hobbit Masterlist).
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Pairing: Hermione x reader
Requested: how about dating hermione?
Warnings: none
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- You hadn’t had a crush on her for long
- But it seemed that you finally understood you liked her as more than a friend
- You both had always been close
- The both of you usually studied together
- So it was no surprise that your first kiss was in the library
- People always thought Hermione wouldn’t have time for you
- But it was the exact opposite
- You were both almost attached at the hip
- Wherever she went, you went
- Even on days you didn’t feel like studying you’d stay with her in the library
- You frequently fell asleep with your head in her lap
- She never minded
- Running her fingers through your hair while she read through her books and did assignments
- You both always hung all over each other
- The boys always gagged at how lovey dovey the both of you were
- You couldn’t even kiss each other without Ron and Harry making dramatic gagging noises
- But you were sure to get your revenge once Harry and Ginny were together
- Hermione always stuck by your side
- Even during the war you both stayed hand in hand
- You were both stronger together than you were apart
- Hermione had all the knowledge and you topped her in your spell casting abilities
- You both make one hell of a team
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Dating hermione granger would include
- Study dates with her in the library
- Making sure she doesn’t overwork herself
- Going to quidditch games together
- If you play quidditch she would cheer you on and attend every game
- Sharing sweaters when it’s cold
- Giving her pecks on the cheek to see her smile
- Recommending books to each other
- Reading her favorite books
- Spending nights in curled on the couch reading
- Her teaching you about muggle things if you were born in the wizarding world
- Knowing just how she likes her tea and surprising her with some
- Both of you supporting each other
Harry Potter and Taylor Swift’s Songs
Dumbledore : The old dumb dumb can’t come to the phone right now, ‘cause he’s dead! *dead*
Harry : I think he did it but i just can’t prove it *looking at draco aggresively*
Ron: Knew he was a killer first time that i saw him
Hermione : It’s death by a thousand cuts!
Y/n : OOOOHHHH GODDAMN!
Snape : He did it
Harry : How’s one to know?
Snape : Wind in my hair, i was there, i remember it all too weeeeellllll
Death Eaters : We’re holding you for ransom!
Ron : Oh no
Harry : How much is the ransom?
Death Eaters : 500.000 galleons
Hermione : That’s absurd!
Y/n : Yeah! That’s absurd!
Y/n : Can you raise it? I’m worth so much more than that
Ron, Harry, Hermione, Death Eaters :
Triwizard tournament first task
Dragon : Roar roar!
Harry :*standing nervously*
Hermione : YOUR WAND HARRY! USE YOUR WAND!
Harry :*throw his wand at the dragon*
Sorry i was just so busy these couple dayssssss and super long delays on answering your asks :((((((
Y/n : Hermione, please do something with my book
Hermione : What is wrong with it?
Y/n : George charmed it, at first it was sweet, now my eardrums can’t take it anymore
Hermione :*opening the book*
Book :
Y/N: Ron has been staring at the window ever since the storm started…
Hermione:
Y/N:
Y/N: maybe I should let him inside…
Hermione:
mari’s holiday celebration
ciao, lovesss! & happy holidays! this december i decided to do something very special for you all! this month in honor of the holidays and the end of the fall semester, i will be releasing a holiday theme, full length fic every monday of the month. and every thursday i will be releasing a brand new, full length head cannon. its also my one year anniversary writing harry potter fics so this event is going to be extra special for me! here are some fun asks as well~ along with the holiday writing for this month long celebration:
under the mistletoe- based off your blog, i will tell you who is dying to kiss you under the mistletoe! (please provide gender preference/s)
❄️snowed in- chit-chats about everything and anything! rants, fun things you’re doing on holiday, family traditions: i’m all ears!
cookies and milk- give me a fun fact about yourself and i will tell you what holiday trope i think you are!
☃️caroling door to door- talking holiday music! give me a holiday music suggestion and i will give you one in return!
whether you celebrate the holiday season or not, please join the festivities! as someone who celebrates more than one holiday in december, i find it important to ensure we respect all cultures at this time. any disrespect towards religious celebrations along with racism, anti-semitism, homophobia, and transphobia will not be tolerated. you will be reported and blocked. lets continue to create a safe space for everyone! happy holidays! master list of all things holiday w/ dates below the cut!
this even will take place from december 5th - december 30th!
taging some wonderful mutuals for exposure: @destourtereaux@nevsluvr@luvshack@accio–weasleys@laceycallisto@inks-and-jinx@racyreverie@darthwheezely@feliciamint@weasleyswizardpleases@orifortheweeknd
Masterlist
12/5- one gift i need /// h.p.
12/9- holiday knitting for the house elves! /// l.l. & h.g.
*note* for this celebration i will not be taking requests on what to write the holiday fics/headcannons about. most of them are pre-written for efficiency purposes and to ensure i have everything done on time! i will be closing requests for the month of December so i can give this special occasion as much t.l.c. as possible! thank you all for understanding! requests will be opening back up for the new year.
