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lionizingheathen · 2 years

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Quietly- H.G.

Sub!Hermione Granger x DomFem!Reader

Fucking Hermione in the stacks of the library

Warnings: Smut, Oral sex, teasing, slightly public setting

Smut under the cut, hope you enjoy it

"Oh my god... oh my god... oh my god." Hermione whined, and you chuckled against her cunt, lifting your head as you breathed heavily, wrapping your arms tighter around her thighs. You both needed this, it'd been too long, too many things getting in the way. "Quiet down." You murmured, and buried your face between her thighs again, sucking her clit between your lips, running your tongue over it. She let out a sigh and tightened her thighs around your face. You looked up to see her brows furrowed, her hands gripping at the shelves above her head as she let out a full breath moan, making you smirk. "Y/N... Y/N!" She cried, and you pulled away again, shaking your head and holding a finger to your lips. You loved when she couldn't keep quiet, but only one of you would be able to successfully talk their way out of a detention and it wasn't you. "Shh..." You whispered, and she furrowed her brows, reaching a hand down to push your head, but you stopped her. She hadn't really acknowledged that she needed to be quieter. You could change your tone, be crueler if that was waht she needed to get the point across. "I-." "Do you want everyone to know what you're up to in the library today? Is that what you're begging for right now?" You ask, and you watch as she chews on her lip, shaking her head at you. So fucking precious. "No... No, please, ma'am." She whined, and you felt your ego swell as you smirked up at her, digging your nails into her thighs, pulling a small cry from her lips. "Then bite your arm, because I'm not slowing down." You said, and Hermione nodded, bringing her arm to her mouth, biting down as you licked a long strip up her cunt before pulling her closer, letting yourself get lost in her, in her moans, in her taste, in the very essence of this side of Hermione Granger. The side that she saved especially for you. "Oh my God." She whined, and you knew she was close. You knew she'd cum any minute with a bit of prompting. "Cum." You instructed, sucking her clit back between your lips. A moment later she did, quivering and cursing and digging her nails into your skull. You moaned, letting her pull you in, allowing her to tug at the strands of your hair as she tightened her legs, squeezing your head between her thighs. "Fuck, Y/N!" She gasped, shivering as she began to come down. You worked her through it, only stopping when she slumped against the bookshelf behind her. "Good girl... You did so good..." You murmured, burying your face in her neck as she caught her breath. A few moments later she let out a tired chuckle, pulling away from you to give you a warm smile, making your heart pound in your chest. She never failed to take your breath away. "Fuck, my legs are shaking..." She said, and you smirked, nodding. That was good. She'd wanted that. "Get it under control and go back to your boys." You pressed a lingering kiss to her lips, wiping them with your thumb. You noted how her lips quivered "I'll see you later." You murmured, and she nodded, giving you a small sort of smile. "M'kay." She leaned close again, pausing just before kissing you. "I love you." You grinned, tucking her hair out of her face before you let her down, watching her stand on quivering thighs. "I love you too." You said, squeezing her hand once before leaving her to stumble back out to her boys, still looking very fucked out, much to your personal amusment. "Mione? You alright, you look exhausted." Ron said, and you chuckled, wiping your mouth on your shirt as you tried to fix your hair best as you could without a mirror. "I'm fine, Ron. Let's just keep working." She sounded worn out. Hot. "But-." "Lets keep working." Hermione said, and you smirked to yourself, shaking your head as you walked out of the library. You'd have to corner her again soon.

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eile24downtown · 8 months

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arishatistic · 1 month

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dc-marvel-life · 2 months

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That Dang Snake

Pairing: Hermione Granger

Summary: Hermione starts to get the attention of an unlikely Slytherin girl

Word Count: ~2.3k

A/N: Send in request

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Hermione’s POV

It is finally Saturday, the day of the first date for Y/N and me. I am excited but nervous at the same time about this date. The entire week, Y/N and I have been talking in or between classes, and also we have been meeting in the library to study together. I can see why everyone says she is so kind, but something has been up over the past few days.

Everyone in Slytherin suddenly avoids her, even Draco, who is supposed to be childhood friends with Y/N. The only person in Slytherin who talks to Y/N is Greengrass, but every other house is fine with her. Even the tri-wizard students speak to her.

I was taken out of my thoughts by Harry waving his hand before me.

“You okay, Hermione? It looks like you are deep in thought, well more than usual,” Harry asks, concerned.

“Yeah, I am fine. Harry, Ron, Ginny, and I are eating breakfast this morning in the great hall. I was just thinking about a test next week,” I say, lying and continuing to eat my breakfast.

“Relax, Hermione, it is a Saturday, and you should enjoy it. Maybe even go on a date with me,” Ron asks, and I get an icky feeling. Talking with Y/N made me realize that my feeling for Ron was just platonic feelings that I thought were romantic. My feelings for Y/N are different, and I want to explore that with her.

“I actually have plans with Luna tonight, so I can’t go, sorry,” I lie to Ron, and Ginny looks at me side-eyed. She knows that I am going on a date tonight with Y/N, and I can see it on her face that she is trying not to laugh.

“Oh, that’s okay. Maybe another time, then?” Ron asks, and I sit there frozen, not knowing what to say. Ron was waiting for an answer, but I heard a loud bang. Everyone in the great hall turns around to look at the Slytherin table to see Y/N and Draco standing up, looking intensely at each other. Y/N has food all over her, which I am guessing Draco threw on her. It took everything in me not to run over to her side to ensure she was okay.

It looks like Y/N is thinking about hitting Draco because her hand is clenching and unclenching, but Greengrass comes up to Y/N and drags her out of the great hall. The place was silent for about 20 seconds then everything returned to normal. Everyone was discussing what was happening and betting on who would win in that fight.

I would have bet Y/N would kick Draco’s ass easily.

“What was that all about?” I ask the table and see Ron and Ginny looking at each other.

“What was that?! I question them. You guys know something, huh?” Harry looks around, like always confused about what is happening.

“Look, you have to keep this under wraps because we aren’t even supposed to know this information,” Ron says, looking around and leaning in to speak quietly.

“So Ginny and I were home for a bit to get something, and we overheard our parents talking. They were talking about how the Y/L/N’s kicked Y/N out of the family and left her with nothing,” Ron says quietly.

I sat there momentarily, trying to process what Ron said.

“Do you know why she got kicked out?” Harry asks, and Ron shrugs.

“My parents just said that the pureblood families are foul for kicking her out because they did. They left her with nothing, and now she is homeless,” Ron says, and my heart grows heavy.

Where is she going to live? How is she getting money? Where did the scars come from? Maybe I can get some answers tonight on the date. I finish eating breakfast and go back to the dorms. I finish up on homework and practice a few spells before getting ready to go out.

I went into my closet to pick out a cute outfit, but it was more complicated than expected. I pull out my whole wardrobe, and it still feels like I have nothing to wear. Usually, I wouldn’t try so hard to look good, but this is my first date with Y/N, and I want her to be amazed.

I hear the door opening and a loud gasp. I turn to see who it is, and it is Ginny.

“What in the world happened here? Were you doing a tornado spell or something” Ginny says and giggles while stepping over my clothes to stand beside me.

“No, I am just picking out an outfit for tonight, but I can’t find anything to wear,” I say, crossing my arms.

“Don’t worry, I am here to help you out, so go and shower while I pick out an outfit for you,” Ginny says, picking up my clothes off the floor.

“Thank you,” I say, running to the showers. I will say taking a shower really help me relax a bit. I come out to the room and see that Ginny has put away all my clothes and has an outfit picked out for me.

“Oh Ginny, this is perfect,” I say while looking at the bed to see a pair of jeans, a white undershirt, and a maroon sweater.

“I know!” Ginny says, smiling, and I give her a big hug. I quickly get changed and do my hair with the help of Ginny.

“You look so beautiful, Hermione! Y/N won’t be able to keep her hands off of you,” Ginny says, and I start to blush.

“Well, none of that will be happening on the first date,” I say and smile. I grab all my things and set off toward Hogsmeade. Once I am at Hogsmeade, I found a bench near the entrance so Y/N can see me when she first comes in.

Time passes by, and still no sign of Y/N anywhere. I look down at my watch and see she is 30 minutes late to the set meeting time.

“I guess she stood me up,” I say to myself, then sigh in defeat. I can feel the tears forming in my eyes, and I try to hold them back. I don’t want to break down crying in front of everyone here.

“Hermione! Wait! I’m coming,” I hear someone say in the distance. I look around to see who called out my name, and it is Y/N. Even from far away, I can see she is wearing a black turtle neck and chino pants with a brown trench coat. Damn, why does she have to look so sexy when I am mad at her right now.

Next thing I know, Y/N is in front of me, out of breath from the running she did coming down here. I didn’t make eye contact with her because I was mad that I had waited 30 minutes for her to come.

“Hermione, I am so sorry that I am late. Things got complicated and-” Y/N starts, but I cut her off.

“I don’t care you are still late, and I was looking forward to this-” I stop talking once I finally look Y/N in the eye, only to see she has a black eye and a cut lip.

“Who did this to you?!” I yell, then inspect her face. She flinches at first, then welcomes my hands.

“It doesn’t matter who did this to me. Just know this is why I am late, but I didn’t do it intentionally. All I want to do is go on this date with you. I hate that I am late, but I will make it up to you by buying whatever you want from Honeydukes,” Y/N says, then takes my hand that is inspecting her face and kisses it. I feel the blood rushing toward my cheeks.

“Okay, but I am not going just to drop this topic. We will come back to it later,” I say, and she salutes to me like a soldier.

“Yes, ma’am,” she says, and I laugh. She takes my hand, and we walk around Hogsmeade to talk about anything and everything. She kept her promise and let me get anything I wanted from Honeydukes. I didn’t get too much because I know she got kicked out of her family. We end up at Madam Puddiffor’s Tea Shop to get a drink and talk.

“So what really happened to your face,” I say once we order our drinks and sit down. Y/N lets out a sigh and rubs her face.

“There was a misunderstanding with a few Slytherins, but I was able to handle it,” Y/N says and smiles.

“Is there something going on with you and the other Slytherins? I have noticed over the past week they have been ignoring you,” I ask, concerned.

“So you are watching my movements, Hermione. I am flatter,” Y/N says, smirking at me.

“I am serious, Y/N. Look, you know that I am new to this dating scene and never thought I would be into women, but it is different with you. I am always thinking about you in some type of way. Like if you are getting enough to eat, if you are getting what is going on in class, or if you really like me because I really like you,” I ramble on, then Y/N puts her hand on mine.

“Of course, I really like you, Hermione. You have no idea how long I have waited to ask you out. You are not like any other girl I know,” Y/N says, and I smile, blushing.

“Well, good because I really do like you, and I want to see where this goes, but we have to be honest with each other up front. That way, this can work between us,” I say and look at Y/N. I can see her brain going a mile a minute thinking of something.

“You are right, and we need to be honest with each other. I have been hiding something from you for years,” Y/N says and takes a deep breath. I look at her, confused, wondering what she could have been hiding from me for years!

“I have liked you ever since the first year. When I landed my eyes on you, I knew you were something special. I wanted to get to know you more but Draco told me that I couldn’t because you are a muggle-born, and purebloods couldn’t hang out with you. I knew that our parents thought that way, but I thought all the kids were like me and didn’t believe in blood status in that way. Well, there are the Weasley, but their parents taught them right. Anyway, I was told to stay away from you and just keep going with my life. I did that, but it was so hard to get you off my mind over the years. I would get so nervous around you that I wouldn’t even talk. I had to distract myself with over girls to stop thinking about you, but it didn’t work. I will always come back to you. So this year, I thought of the brilliant idea it was time to tell my parents that I am into girls and not just any girl, but Hermione Granger. They were furious, of course, because their pure bloodline would end with me. You can’t have a baby if you are with girls, and to make it worse, it is with a muggle-born. They said much more than that, but I summed it up for you. They beat me and threw me out with no money. Luckily I have my own money, but that’s why I have all those bruises all over my body, and this,” Y/N points to her face, “is the result of all the Slytherin purebloods giving me ‘betraying our kind’ beat-ups” Y/N says taking a deep breath like she just removed a ton of bricks off her back.

I just sat there silently for a minute to process all the information thrown at me. It is hard to wrap my head around that Y/N has had a crush on me since the first year. Then finally telling her parents that she likes girls and a muggle-born girl at that, she gets beat up and kicked out.

“Please say something,” Y/N says, getting my attention.

“I don’t know what to say right now. That was a lot that just at me right now,” I say.

“You wanted me to be honest,” Y/N says, laughing lightly to brighten the mood.

“Yes, yes, I did. So it seems we are on the same page and like each other. What next?” I ask, raising my eyebrows. Y/N looks over me and smirks.

“Well, we keep getting to know each other. That means I will have to take you out on dates, and then once we get comfortable, I will ask you to be my girlfriend. Then we will see after that, but I hope it ends with a happily ever after,” Y/N says, leaning forward.

“I think I like that I like the plan,” I say, smiling and leaning forward. We met in the middle to kiss each other, which was the most magical thing to happen. Her lips were so soft but still firm at the same time, and her lips fit perfectly into my lip. I could kiss her all day long without any problem. We put away from each other and just looked into each different eyes.

“Wow,” We both say at the same time.

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justagayperson-2024 · 2 months

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Sub!Hermione Granger x Dom!Reader

~Reader helps Hermione get off in the library~ GN!Reader

The library was its usual quiet self, with the sound of quills scratching on parchment paper and the flipping of book pages being the only noises you could hear. I sat in the corner of the library with Hogwarts's most esteemed nerd, Hermione Granger. She diligently scribbled her essay down on the parchment as I watched her with admiration and lust. Hermione looked up at me and blushed softly, "What are you looking at sweetie." Now it was my turn to blush. Her little pet names for me never failed to make me blush like a 12-year-old. I smirked at her and shook my head, "Oh nothing I just love watching you study and do homework." I said honestly. Her blush intensified and she tried hiding her face with her hair. I moved it behind her ear and gently cupped her chin, making her look at me. "Don't hide from me beautiful, you look so lovely when you blush," I whispered moving closer to her lips. A faint whimper escaped her rosy lips as mine ghosted over hers. I stopped millimetres from her lips then pulled away, "Oh I am sorry darling I don't want to distract you from your homework." I said sitting back in my seat and going back to reading my book. Hermione pouted and moved her chair closer to mine. "Please Y/n, kiss me." She begged quietly. Her hand rested on my knee and she looked into my eyes. Her pretty brown eyes looked at me with a neediness I'd never seen from Hermione. I looked around and noticed no one was around us so I swiftly maneuverer her onto my lap. Hermione gasped and squealed softly, "You need to stay quiet honey, there are still people at the other end of the Library yeah." I said gently squeezing her thigh. She nodded and crashed her lips into mine. Her neediness was overwhelming in the best way possible. She fervently kissed me while grinding her hips into mine earning a soft moan from me. I grabbed her hips and moved her onto my thigh, "Is my darling needy huh?" I asked moving her clothed pussy against my thigh softly. She bit her lip and nodded, trying to keep her moans quiet. I moved her hips at a painfully slow pace making sure to apply just the right amount of pressure to her clothed clit. Hermione buried her face into my neck in an attempt to quiet her noises. I softly chuckled as she began moving quicker, "Oh honey you want to cum?" I whispered in her ear, moving her hair to expose her beautiful neck. I peppered kisses from her ear down her neck leaving small bites now and then, littering her pretty neck in pretty marks. She moaned louder and I smacked her thigh gently, "You need to stay quiet honey or you don't get to cum." Hermione nodded quickly and moved faster against my thigh. I knew she was getting close so I let her get herself off on my thigh. She looked so pretty like this, face flushed, hair a mess, neck covered in marks made by me. "God the things I am going to do to you tonight my dove, I'm going to have you screaming my name." I whispered in her ear earning me a 'yes daddy' moan from her. Gods she is perfect. "Daddy I'm so close fuck please," Hermione whispered/moaned not so quietly. I ignored her loudness and moved her hips faster. "Good girl, cum on daddy's thigh you can do it my little dove," I said sweetly lifting her chin and making her look at me. I always love it when she looks at me as she cums. My words sent her over the edge and her eyes rolled back into her head as she came on my thigh. "Y/n oh god!" She moaned falling onto my shoulder. Her breath was heavy as she rode out her high. I slowly guided her hips off my thigh and sat her at the edge of the desk. "Was that okay my love?" I asked already knowing the answer. She nodded weakly and clung to my shirt. "Come now my dove let's get you to bed." I waved my wand and our stuff was in our bags neatly. I grabbed the bags and carried her bridal style out of the library earning some confused looks.

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peppershark · 19 days

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Tom Riddle x Hermione Granger: Western Gothic

[NEW] Wolfer Chapter 9: The Saint’s Reward

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tippilo · 14 days

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Underrated Fanfic Friday!

Continuing our veela theme, we have I want her by janelealart and wizardlywordsmith. I read this one awhile back and loved it!

Obviously, you can see why I was attracted to the veela fics, they have a propensity to have obsessive/pining men, my favorite thing!

This contains all of that with a draco determined to resist his feelings to the degree that he moves on the other side of the world to avoid our girl! Of course, Harry and Ginny are having none of that 😉

This is a quick and light oneshot! Read it in a break during work! 😁But it will leave you wishing there was more!

Read on AO3 HERE

XOXO - Tipp

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wh0reyp0tter · 11 months

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Chapter Five: Surprises and Tea With McGonagall

Y/N Y/L/N is chosen as one of the champions in the Triwizard Tournament with one of her best friends, Harry Potter. Along with the struggles of being one of the champions, she also has to navigate her feelings for her best friend, Hermione Granger. But, as far as Bex knows, Hermione fancies Krum.

Includes: Angst, pining, swearing, wlw, bi!reader (mentions of flirting with men), smut, name-calling, Krum hating, fighting, physical violence, fighting, mentions of injuries, and flirting

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I sit in the Great Hall as I laugh at something Harry says. Suddenly I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn to see Avery standing behind me. “Hey?” I say confused. She smiles down at me as she leans down to kiss me. I move back as I look at her.

“What’s wrong?” Avery asks as she pouts at me.

“What do you want?” I ask with a blank expression on my face.

“I was just coming to ask about the Yule Ball,” she says as she runs her hand down my shoulder.

“What about it?” I ask in a monotone voice, as I move away from her touch.

“Are we going together?” Avery asks hopefully.

“She’s going with me,” Ron seeths. I look over to see Hermione staring at her plate as Ron glares up at the small girl behind me.

“Why would she go with you anyway,” Fred barks. “Not like you actually liked her anyway.”

“What are you on about?” Avery asks, confusion laced in her voice. I left out a loud laugh as I shook my head.

“Rissa told me it was a dare, Avery. She told me everything,” I say. Avery stutters before she shakes her head.

“That’s not true! I-I really like you!” She argues.

“Don’t, Avery. Just don’t. I know the truth, I don’t want to have a pathetic argument,” I reply. I shake my head before I turn around.

“No, Y/N-” Avery starts before she’s cut off.

“Piss off, Hatch. You obviously never cared about her. You were just using her for your pathetic little dare. Now, either walk away. Or, I’m going to jump over this damn table and beat your arse into the ground,” a voice says. My head snaps up to see Hermione standing, shooting glares into the other girls head. My eyes widen as I look at her, smoke practically pouring from her ears. I hear footsteps leaving the table as Hermione sits down.

“Bloody hell ‘Mione,” Ron laughs as he pats the curly-haired girl on the back. A blush crawls up her neck as she stares at her plate. I smile softly to myself as I push the food around my plate.

“I hate her,” Hermione mumbles. A soft grin cracks across my face as she slowly takes her seat.

“I think we all hate that twat,” George says. My friends nod in agreement as my eyes meet Hermione’s. The blush is still evident on her cheeks.

“Thank you,” I say softly.

“Course,” she says as she begins eating again.

I groan loudly as I rummage through my drawers. “You alright?” Hermione asks as she looks over to me from her desk.

“Bloody wench has my quidditch jumper,” I say angrily as I collapse onto my bed.

“Avery?” She asks. I nod as she stands from her seat.

“Where are you going?” I ask confused.

“Meet you at dinner,” Hermione says before disappearing. I huff softly before I stand up and walk out the door. I quickly walk up the stairs to the boy’s dorms and bust through the door.

“Put your cocks away!” I scream. I watch as Ron, Harry, and the twins jump up and look at me mortified.

“Our cocks are in our trousers, where they belong,” Ron exclaims.

“I think my heart stopped beating,” Fred says as he places his hand on his chest. I let out a laugh as I shove Ron out of the way and lay on his bed.

“Where’s ‘Mione?” Harry asks.

“No idea,” I say as I look up at the ceiling.

“You’re usually attached at the hip, how do you not know?” George asks.

“She said she’d meet me at dinner, then disappeared,” I replied.

“Why? What’d you do?” Harry teases. I shoot him a glare before speaking.

“I was looking for my quidditch jumper and I remembered Hatch still had it,” I begin. “Then she was all ‘I’ll meet you at dinner’. Then she left.” The boys share a smirk before looking at me.

“She’s going to kick some arse,” Fred laughs.

“What?” I say looking at the tall boy.

“Nothing, nothing. C’mon, let's go to the Great Hall before all the good seats are taken,” Harry says, raising to his feet. I follow suit before all the boys stand. George begins walking first before I leap on his back.

“Carry me, peasant,” I say, wrapping my arms around his neck. George puts his arms under his legs as he hoists me up higher on his back. We all walk out of the room before beginning the journey down the steps. George bounces with each step he takes, shaking me quickly. “I swear to bloody Merlin, Weasley. If you drop me, I will hex you.” George laughs as he shakes me from side to side. I shriek as my hold on him tightens.

“Easy, George. You hurt her, you’ll have Hermione to deal with,” Ron teases. I flip him off as we walk out of the Common Room.

“C’mon Georgie! I know you can go faster than this! Put those freakishly long legs to good use,” I say as I gently kick his thigh like he’s a horse. As soon as the words leave my mouth, I instantly regret it. George takes off running as fast as he can down the hall. I scream as I clutch to him for dear life.

“Mr. Weasley!” A voice suddenly calls. I smirk to myself, recognizing the voice instantly. “If you would be so kind as to not kill one of my best students.”

“Sorry Professor,” George replies.

“If I’m dead, who’s going to outshine you in Transfigurations?” I tease.

“Hermione,” George quips back.

“She outshines me, you’re nowhere close to her level,” I laugh. I look to see McGonagall stifle a laugh as she looks at us.

“You may continue your trek, but please be careful,” she says.

“Hey, Minnie,” I say as I turn to her.

“Professor McGonagall,” she corrects.

“We’re still on for tea tomorrow, yeah?” I ask.

“Of course, Ms. Y/L/N. It’s the highlight of my week,” she laughs. I send her a grin before George begins walking away.

“You’re having tea with McGonagall?” Fred asks.

“I do every week,” I hum.

“Why didn’t we know about this?” Ron speaks up.

“Because you guys take the mickey out of me for everything. If you guys weren’t dickheads, I’d tell you things,” I reply. We walk into the Great Hall as George sets me on the ground. “Good job horse.” I reach up and ruffle his hair as he rolls his eyes. The boys start laughing as we take our seats.

“Where the bloody hell is she?” Ron asks, looking around.

“That’s what I’m asking,” I huff as I do the same. Moments later I turn to see Avery walk in, hiding her face. I look at the boys in confusion as her friends call her name. She looks up as my mouth drops. There’s a light purple bruise forming on the side of her cheek. I turn to the boys who all share my expression.

“Bloody hell, ‘Mione,” Harry says under his breath. After Avery sits down I start to eat my food. As soon as I shovel a forkful of shepherd’s pie in my mouth Hermione walks in, in my jumper. My mouth falls open as I stare at her. She takes the seat in front of me silently before looking up at me.

“Honestly Y/N, no one wants to see your chewed food,” she says cooly. My eyes are glued to her, mouth hanging open, as she begins dishing herself food. I feel an elbow shove into my ribs as I close my mouth. I turn to look at Ron who’s looking at me.

“Do you think?” he whispers quietly.

“No, she couldn’t have,” I whisper back.

“I think she-” Ron’s cut off by Hermione.

“Y/N, pass me a roll, would you?” She asks. I nod silently as I hand the smaller girl a roll. Hermione offers me a smile as a thank you before turning back to her meal.

“So, are we acting like ‘Mione didn’t just beat Hatch up and take Y/N’s jumper?” Fred asks. Hermione shrugs as she looks up at me.

“What happened?” Harry asks.

“I said a few things, Avery said a few things. I didn’t like what I heard,” Hermione says. Everyone nods silently as we all begin eating.

“Y/N has tea every week with Minnie McG,” Fred says suddenly.

“I know,” she replies.

“You told ‘Mione, but wouldn’t tell us?” Ron scoffs.

“She likes me more than she likes you,” the small girl hums.

“Yeah, that’s obvious. Not like she-” I shoot Ron a glare as he stops his sentence. Hermione looks between us confused as I reach over and pinch the ginger’s leg. He lets out a yelp as he shuffles away from me. Harry and the twins let out a laugh as they look at us. We sit in almost silence until dinner is over. We all retreat to our respective dorms. I push the door open to mine and Hermione’s room before jumping into my bed and laying down. Hermione silently stands in front of me as I look at her from my spot on my bed. We sit there in silence for a few moments as I look up at the ceiling.

“Do you fancy Ron?” She blurts out suddenly.

“What?” I shriek as I sit up suddenly.

“It’s okay if you do, I’m just wondering,” Hermione assures, playing with her fingers.

“I do not fancy Ron,” I laugh. Hermione’s face turns bright red as she looks at the ground. “Do you fancy Ron?” I tease. Hermione looks at me with a look of disgust.

“Bloody hell, of course not,” she replies. I let out a laugh as a small smile cracks across her face.

“Glad we’re on the same page,” I say quietly.

“I’m going to change,” she says. I nod as she disappears into the bathroom. I

sit on my bed before she walks on in shorts, she’s still wearing my jumper.

“You’re still wearing my jumper,” I grin.

“O-oh, I can change if you want,” Hermione blushes.

“No!” I say quickly. “Unless you want to.”

“It’s quite comfy,” she smiles. I smile back as she sits on her bed.

“What happened with Avery today?” I ask.

“I told you lot already,” she replies.

“No, you said she said stuff you didn’t like, what’d she say?” I ask.

“We were arguing and she said that I was just mad because she was getting more of your attention from me. She said you’d never look at me that way,” Hermione replies quietly.

“What way?” I ask confused.

“Nothing, I’m tired, night,” she says quickly. Before I can speak she throws her blanket over herself and lays down. I sit there in shock for a moment before I too lay down, staring above me.

‘What does that mean?’ I think to myself. I quickly shake my head and close my eyes.

“And then she just fell asleep!” I say loudly as I throw my hands over my head. McGonagall looks at me with an amused expression etched on her face.

“I believe you may be blind, my dear,” she smiles. My jaw drops as I look at her.

“What’s that supposed mean?” I huff as I lean back in my chair, crossing my arms over my chest.

“I think Ms. Granger fancies you,” she hums, pouring more tea into each of our cups. My mouth falls open as I look at her.

“She doesn’t, she’s going to the ball with Krum,” I say, spitting his name out like it’s poison on my tongue.

“Does she know you fancy her?” Minnie asks.

“I’ve never told her. But, Merlin’s bloody beard, even Ron can tell!” I exclaim. Minnie lets out a laugh as she picks up her cup.

“Maybe she’s like you,” she quips.

“Like me how?” I ask.

“Blind as a bloody bat,” she murmurs before taking a sip of her tea. I send her a joking glare as I leave forward to add milk and sugar to the hot drink. I pick it up carefully before taking a sip.

“You are evil, Minerva McGonagall,” I pout.

“Not evil, truthful, my darling,” she smiles. I stick my tongue out at her before taking a sip of my own.

“Rude,” I murmur.

“You remind me of myself, once upon a time,” Minnie says, a soft smile evident on her face.

“How?” I ask.

“In love with your best friend,” she replies softly. A gasp erupts from my throat as I look at her.

“You’re-” I say quickly. Minnie nods curtly as I look at her expectantly.

“Poppy, together for going on 40 years now,” she says, a dreamy smile on her face.

“Madame Pomfrey?!” I exclaim.

“Yes, we met when we first started working together. We became close friends and I realized I fancied her. But, unlike you, I told her,” McGonagall teases.

“Haha, you’re so funny,” I deadpan. She lets out a soft chuckle before sipping her tea.

“You’re a Gryffindor, where’s the courage we pride ourselves on?” she asks. I give her a blank look as she lets out another laugh.

“I might just start hanging out with Snape instead. He’s mean but he has no experience with women, or anyone for that matter,” I smile. Minnie lets out a surprised laugh as she smacks my leg lightly.

“You spend 80 minutes every few days with that man and complain for days. I don’t think you’ll spend any time with him voluntarily,” she laughs.

“Fine, I’ll hang out with Poppy instead. I’ll get some dirt on you. Reckon I’d be a good healer?” I tease. Minnie scoffs with an eye roll.

“Merlin, no. You made fun of Ron when he broke his arm. Terrible bedside manner,” she replies.

“I think I have excellent bedside manners where it matters,” I reply with a wink.

“Y/N Y/L/N,” Minnie scolds. I laugh loudly as my head falls back against the chair.

“Your life would be so dull without me,” I hum.

“Oh yes, fewer headaches and worrying! So dull,” she smiles. I gasp and slap my head over my chest in mock pain.

“You’ve wounded me, Minnie,” I say, a fake sob punctuating my sentence. She rolls her eyes at my dramatics before letting a smile crack across her face.

“As much as I love our chats, I believe you need to go to potions,” she says. I let out a long sigh before I set my cup on the table in front of me. “Offer to have tea with Professor Snape whilst you’re there.”

“I would prefer not to sit with that man longer than need be, thanks,” I reply. Minnie chuckles with a smile before she sets her cup down and stands.

“Don’t cause too much trouble today,” she smiles.

“Oh, I would never! I’m an absolute angel in that class!” I say innocently.

“I believe Professor Snape would say otherwise,” Minnie laughs. I smile as she moves to wrap me in a hug. I hug her back as I thank her.

“Of course dear,” she says as we pull away.

“Have fun with the first years, Min! Don’t hex anyone whilst I’m gone! Love you!” I call over my shoulder.

“Love you too, dear,” she laughs. I bound down the hall towards Snape’s class with a grin on my face. I take my seat next to Hermione with a grin.

“I take it tea with McGonagall went well,” she hums, not looking up from her book.

“It did, but she said I would make a terrible healer. She also said I have shit bedside manner, but I beg to differ,” I reply.

“You made a dirty joke out of that, didn’t you?” Hermione asks, looking up at

me.

“Course I did,” I grin. She rolls her eyes with a smile before turning her attention back to her book. Before long Snape begins today’s lesson, catching her attention.

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doodleholic · 3 months

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Too Far and Snakey

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snowvies · 1 year

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𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 - 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞.𝐠

slight herminone x fem!reader

Summary: You're getting ready for the Yule Ball with Hermione in your dorm, where you share compliments and giggles

wc: 1k. cw: fluff, friendly banter, compliment after compliment. |This is Y/ns dress|

You watch as she takes her lip into her teeth, pure concentration as she swipes the frosty pink nail polish on your fingertips. Your dorm is lit only by the candles held high by its black stands, each one in the corner of your room igniting a soft orange hue on everything near it.

"Perfect!" she exclaims as she finishes the final stroke, twisting the cap back on as her own nails shine with the same color.

"Don't you dare move" She smiles slightly as she contorts her body to grab the cosmetic bag you've been eyeing this whole time

"Now what could you possibly have in there?" you ask with a smile, she gifts you a grin as she unzips the black bag, revealing product after product

"Here, take thi- wait! Don't touch it!" she mumbles as she lifts out a black jar before pushing it back into her chest

"I wasn't going to" You playfully roll your eyes as she lets a sigh of relief escape her lips knowing you didn't smudge your wet nails

after the cap falls recklessly on the ground and she dips her finger into the jar, you soon realize the contents of it

"It's a face mask," she tells as you raise your eyebrows

"I already knew that" you jab as you both grin, the light pink mixture on her fingers as she scoots closer to you on the wooden floor

"You obviously can't do it yourself" she murmurs, swiping the clay on your face as your scrunch up at its coldness

spreading the pink brew on your face you take time to relax into the feeling, her gray cardigan resting easy on her shoulders as a couple curls bounce out of her bun

the sound of glass being placed on the floor snaps you out of your relaxation as your mask is now settling into your pores

she leans down with a weary gaze, tapping your fingertips to see if it's been dried

"Alright, Here" a smile tugs on her lips as she slides the same glass jar towards you, she settles into herself as you scoop up the blend and spread it on her features

"Imagine if I have a horrible allergic reaction to this" You joke as she bursts out into laughter and you're quick to move your hand so the mask doesn't get into her strawberry locks

"Don't say that!" she pleas before collecting herself with a quick warning from your cat who was woken up from her chatter

he glares at the girl before laying back down on your bed and you huff at his spoiled way of living.

"ahh, it's cold!" you exclaim as you wipe the cold rag on your skin to remove the mask

"suck it up" she mumbles as she does the same across from you, the tan tiles of the granite counters gleam with splotches of the mask from your removal, you make a mental note to clean it later as you both apply moisturizer.

"Okay, so..." she whispers to herself as she stretches her eyes, black pen gliding to make a wing as she starts her makeup. You both are back on the wooden floor as two mirrors next to each other guide you two on applying your makeup

"You start with your eyeliner?" you asked, shocked as you beat the beauty blender into your face, concealer soaking into your skin as you haven't even thought about eyeliner yet "Dammit" she whispers, pulling a wipe as she takes the mess of eyeliner away

"I have to! I'm terrible at it..." she grins, starting new as she attempts to do it once more

You watch with an amused smirk as she draws bold thick lines on her face before huffing and grabbing another wipe

"Let me," you finally step in as you slide over to her

"Please," she doesn't argue as she places the pen in your hands

"Don't move..." you whisper to her as one hand grips her chin and you begin to draw a line on her eyes. She rapidly blinks at the movement but keeps her eyes closed so she doesn't ruin it, You do the same on the other eye and she whips her head toward the mirror once you give her the go-ahead

"It's perfect!" she smiles into the mirror as you feel your own smile begin to form on your lips

As you swipe the final layer of the frosty pale pink blush on your cheeks, and add one last coat of mascara to your lashes, you call yourself ready and turn to Hermione whose probably ten steps behind.

she side eyes you once she notices you're done before looking back into the mirror

"You look gorgeous," She says straightforwardly like it's a known fact

You feel your cheeks grow hot from the compliment as your turn towards the bathroom where you'll start on your hair, but not before you give her a shy 'thank you'

You groan slightly as the hair spray sticks and seals into your blown-out hair, styled just to your liking as the next step of the night is to wear your gowns

You step out to see Hermione's hair is already dolled up and looks absolutely stunning, clips holding her bumped-up hair as her curls lay softly on her shoulders

"Ready to get dressed?" You ask with a grin, she looks up at you and smiles with her lipstick-painted lips

"I can't wait to see your dress"

You sit on your bed with your legs crossed, scratching your cat's head as you wait for her to change. With a click of the lock becoming undone grabs your attention as the knob turns and she walks out, her gorgeous ombre dress flutters as she walks out, a pale pink deepening into a magenta with a bow tied around her waist. You're in awe for a moment before clearing your throat and speaking..

"You look...gorgeous..." You say, the word not even sounding right on your tongue..she looks so much better than gorgeous... ethereal? perfect?

"Thank you" She grins as your compliment means so much more than you'll ever know, she walks up before taking a seat on your roommates' bed who's out getting ready with one of her friends.

"Go on, I need to see what you're wearing!"

As you zip the light blue dress up your back, you turn and twist into the mirror to make sure nothing is out of the ordinary the soft flowers decorating your chest as you reach for your neck, knowing something is out of place.

You spin towards the door before stepping out, grabbing the skirt of your dress as you hear a gasp

Looking up, you see Hermione's gotten up from her sitting position and has widened eyes with her jaw slightly dropped

"You look amazing! That dress- You! You're so pretty" She struggles to express how beautiful you look as you feel your chest ache with the amount of compliments you're receiving

"Oh hush!" you giggle, walking over to your jewelry box and grabbing a silver necklace

"It's absolutely true!" She protests as she begins walking over to you, grabbing the necklace out of your palm without any communication on what needed to be done

"Thank you..." You grin as the cold rope meets your skin, she clasps it on effortlessly and spins you around with a smile on her features

"Ready to go?" She asks and you nod before stepping into your heels and she does the same before exiting your dorm for a night of fun

an: this is my first post! I hope you guys enjoy it :)

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“A Dance for a Lifetime” by @nili_huni

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Green Eyes, Red Face - crumbledcastle28 - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling [Archive of Our Own]

If you're interested in some fluffly yule ball hurt/comfort with a down bad draco, head on over to my ao3 <3

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Could you write something for R and Minister for Magic!Hermione, maybe their at a Gala or just working and Hermione keeps getting distracted by her wife (R)?

hermione granger—there’s nothing like doing nothing with you

.ೃ࿐ྂ minister-for-magic!hermione x professor!reader

summary: hermione can’t work when you’re around. [warnings: food]

word count: 0.6k

fanfic no. 014

during the summer months, there wasn't so much for you to do regarding work. your lesson plans didn't take you so long as you were so passionate about your subject, so you tried to spread it out over the weeks leading up to september first.

hermione knew you loathed to be at home alone all day—and sometimes even long into evening—until she returned from her demanding, but dream job. being in charge had its perks, which hermione wasn't too afraid to take advantage of, so she often brought you into her office, so the two of you weren't apart all day for weeks at a time.

when you were there, she didn't feel so burdened, so important. she was the minister for magic, but to you, she was hermione granger. the same hermione granger who spent her school years with her nose in a book, only to be convinced to eat or sleep by her best friend. she knew then you were more than a best friend, but she worried it would change things, when so many things were already changing for the worse.

"alright," you announced yourself. "do you want the tuna sandwich or the pasta salad?" you asked, closing the door behind you.

hermione looked up from her extensive paperwork with a small smile—you were the only one who never knocked on her office door. "pasta salad."

you nodded, setting the pasta down on her desk. "pot of berries or apple and banana?"

"why don't you have the apple, i'll have the banana, and we'll share the berries?"

"that's perfect, can't believe i didn't think of that. now, i got us both water and a coffee to share!"

hermione scoffed, "really, y/n, i haven't had that much," she turned to the little table beside her desk to the several empty mugs of coffee.

sheepishly, she turned back to you, only to be met with your face silently telling her 'i told you so' and a hand on your hip.

"anyway," you laughed, pulling up a chair to the other end of her desk. "carry on."

try as she might to continue her important and time sensitive work, with you just inches away from her, your head buried in a book she knew you were reading to plan out your next lesson, she couldn't concentrate. you were so easy to admire, such an easy distraction, and yet she couldn't bring herself to leave you at home. no, she would have to endure the distraction, the way you turned the pages of your book, the way your eyes flickered over the important, informational words, the way your mouth fell open slightly the more you concentrated.

hermione knew if you had been aware how much of a distraction you were, you would have insisted on remaining at home, so hermione did her best to be as discreet as possible when she watched you. she stole glances over the tops of her papers and pretended she was in deep thought, when really she was simply taking you in.

as a last resort, she put her head down and stared at her work, a stare hard enough to burn right through the parchment, trying to remember her last train of thought before you had come back with lunch, but she couldn't. there was nothing in her head but you and that pasta salad.

"you haven't written anything in the past fifteen minutes," you stated, not looking up from your book.

"haven't i?" she asked innocently. "must just be because i'm hungry," she lied.

"well, would you like to have lunch early?" you asked, folding the page of your book to mark where you left off. "we could head into london, if you like, maybe hyde park?

hermione smiled appreciatively, nodding in agreement. perhaps the food would help, and the long lunch break she'd have with you. maybe then she wouldn't be so distracted. but whether she was or not, it didn't matter, she wouldn't trade these days for the world.

"let's go." she clasped your hand across the desk and gave it a squeeze.

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