#hermione granger x fem!reader

[lionizingheathen]

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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[snowvies]

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.

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"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

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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!"

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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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[lokislittlemidgardian]

ria ria ria! could I maybe suggest a cg!dramione fic I just love them so much anything with them would be incredible, I luv u!💕

New home

Content - age regression, cg!draco, cg!hermione, new home, brief mention of the wizarding war, trouble sleeping, wands, soft toys, cuddles, cats, angst to fluff, not proofread, don’t like don’t read.

Summary - shortly after moving into your new manor you can’t fall asleep, luckily your caregivers help you.

Authors note - whoever submitted this you have my whole heart dramione is my favourite Harry Potter ship and you’ve truely blessed me with this!, reblogs are greatly appreciated, I hope you enjoy <3

You had been tossing and turning for hours.

Draco had put you to bed at 10:00 and looking at the clock it was now 1:35, your eyes where tired but you couldn’t keep them closed.

You had tried counting sheep, staring at the stars hermione had enchanted for you and you even skimmed over the blurb of the book she had left beside you, but nothing worked.

It was pointless.

Eventually you decided that you needed some help.

Sitting up you pulled back your duvet, picked up your soft bunny toy placing it under your arm and grasped your wand.

You weren’t to little that you couldn’t remember spells but it took you a few minutes to pronounce them properly.

“Lumos” you mumbled stepping up from your bed and making your way over to the door the light from the top of your wand lighting your path.

Gently hearing the hinges creek you crept down the oak steps of the recently purchased manor, that was also a contributing factor your new home.

Draco had purchased the manor shortly after he removed himself from Malloy manor and you and Hermione moved in shortly after.

It was an exquisite home but the size was intimidating to say the least, it’s not nice to feel like a stranger in the place you live.

Once you got downstairs you almost tripped over the white cat that skittered past you, that thing was gonna kill you one day but you loved him anyway.

Looking ahead of you you saw Draco and Hermione sat in front of the vintage piano the soft melodies hitting your eyes and making you smile.

“Mama, dada” you mumbled playing with the car of the grey rabbit.

“Hello darling, what are you doing up?” Hermione smiled reaching her arms out for you to come and sit in her lap. “Can’t sleep mommy” you whispered nestling into the crook of her perfumed neck.

“Oh baby” she whispered placing a kiss to your hairline. “Is anything in particular stooping you little one?” Draco asked moving closer towards you taking your hand in his.

“Brain won’t stop” you muttered looking down tiredly at the wood flooring. “Sweetheart” Draco sighed sympathetically gently taking you out of Hermiones arms and bouncing you on his hip.

“It’s okay darling take as long as you need too we don’t have anything to do tomorrow, even if you can’t sleep tonight we can spend the whole day sleeping tomorrow”

The three of you moved to the living room shortly after that hermione turning on the radio beside you the quick pace of changing channels making your mind focus on other things beside your own thoughts.

You sat there in silence for a long time listening to the two of them breathe, that was the most comforting thing you were able to hear after the war.

All of a sudden you felt a wave of tiredness come over you and you relaxed against the back of the sofa.

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When you opened your eyes you felt the warm Sunrise over your body as the curtains had been left open.

You were still sitting on the sofa next to your caregivers, Draco was asleep and practically falling off of the sofa making you giggle and hermione was reading a book beside you.

“Morning mommy” you whispered resting your head on her shoulder nuzzling it slightly “good morning my darling” she smiled looking up from her novel and placing her bookmark between the pages.

“Can I ask you a question love?” She asked you quietly resting her head on yours “mhmm” “is it because of the house?” She asked curiously.

“Maybe” you mumbled looking forward at the black coffee table in front of you “it’s just so different mommy” “I know baby, but remember our first year at hogwarts that’s how you felt about our dorm and you got used to that, it just going to take some time”

She was right, she was always right.

You were soon pulled out of your thoughts by a rather loud bang, Draco had rolled off of the sofa.

“Ey what happened” he muttered quickly looking up at the sofa the two of you cackling “daddy you fell off” you squealed throwing your head back.

“Oh well I’m glad you think it’s funny little one” he said slightly scandalised standing up and making his way over to you. Picking you up from Hermione’s side he started to tickle you underneath your arms making you shriek with laughter.

The manor felt significantly calmer in those few moments, maybe that was all it needed.

You just needed some new memories.

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[herheartlady]

I love you

Pairing: Hermione X fem!reader

you let out a gentle moan as Hermione pushed you in the bed, she got on top of you and start kissing you, you ran your finger through her hair tugging ever so gently she moaned as you did so. "are you ready?" Hermione asked "more then ever" you replied with a grin, you both slowly start undressing each other until you were just down to your bras and panties.

You flipped her so you are on top of her and reached into the bedside drawer and you pulled out a decent amount of toys one in particular you were planning on using tonight, it was a waste strap with a fairly large toy at the stomach.

you started putting it on, as you buckled all the buckles around your waist as Hermione looked at you with begging eyes. You moved her underwear then lubricating the toy as well as Hermione's pussy.

You start off slow barely inserting the tip, then you slowly and gently inserted until you are all the way in, Hermione gave a little moan when she got comfortable to the size you slowly started going in and out.

"please" Hermione begged, you start moving faster as Hermione let out a long moan "fuuuuck" Hermione groaned as you begin to thrust inside of her "I- I'm ohhh g- gonna c- c - cum" Hermione yelled as her legs began to shake, As she reached her High she screamed in pleasure then collapsing on the bed as you unbuckle the belt then laying next to her.

She moved in between your legs, kissing your thighs moving upwards until she reached your Cunt, she took a long lick across and then started sucking your pussy.

You let out a gentle moans as she started sucking harder and harder as your legs start to shake "i- I'm s-s-so mmhhm s-so c- close" you say before you start to cum in her mouth.

She lies next to you giving you a gentle kiss on the forehead " I love you" she says "I love you too" you respond as you both cuddle close and fall asleep in another in one another's arm.

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[slytherweasley]

Amicable (Hermione Granger x reader x Pansy Parkinson)

Request:could i request for pansy and hermione and reader? they’re having a sleepover and they start all touching each other shyly and giggly. pansy scissors the reader while hermione rubs her clit. and maybe draco or one of the guys walks in

You brought your two best friends together, Hermione and Pansy. It took a while for the both of them to become friends but their mutual love of you is what brought them together. Your weekly sleepovers is what really brings you all closer together.

Each week things started to escalate it started with a few friends hanging out and turned to the three of you laying with each other naked on Pansy’s bed.

Pansy crawls on top of you kissing from your lips down your body as she removes your clothes. Hermione hesitantly takes off your bra as Pansy undoes your pants. As Hermione lets your breasts free Pansy smiles “So pretty” she comments.

Hermione’s lips wrap around your nipples sucking gently. Pansy starts to remove her own clothes once she’s satisfied with your naked body. Pansy’s body is flawless, you never get sick of seeing her naked. “Mione, you’re the only one with your clothes on” you observe.

“Let’s change that” Pansy says joining you in removing her clothes. Once the three of you are naked Pansy kisses you slipping her tongue into your mouth. Pansy gropes your breasts while Hermione rubs your clit making your knees weak. Pansy lays you down on the bed and opens your legs wide enough for Pansy and Hermione to take their turns with you.

Hermione’s tongue swipes up and down your pussy whole Pansy’s tongue circles your entrance. You screw your eyes shut moaning loudly for them. You feel yourself becoming incredibly wet. “Fuck I’m close” you warn “Not yet” Pansy says as the two of them move away from pleasuring you.

You sit up and watch as the two girls make out with each other rubbing each other clits slowly and sensually kissing. Pansy breaks away to pay more attention to you. She positions you how she wants and you prepare yourself for the most amazing time.

Pansy positions herself between your legs, she slowly rocks back and forth. The connection makes you shudder in excitement. Hermione moves to the end of the bed where she starts to pleasure herself. Your eyes divert from Pansy to Hermione making sure they both have your attention.

Pansy’s hips move faster and you feel as your clits rub together in your arousal. Pansy’s moans are loud, they turn you and Hermione on every time. “You’re so wet” Pansy says moving your hair away from your face.

Hermione’s fingers rub her clit whole her other hand fingers herself. Her moans are desperate and all you want is to hear her finish.

Pansy grabs your attention as she competes with Hermione’s moans. “Fuck” she cries out “I think I’m going to cum” “I’m with you” you moan. You buck your hips up to Pansy’s as you finish.

The both of you pay attention to Hermione. Pansy eats her out while you play with her tits. As she gets closer the door opens and Draco walks in.

“What the fuck?” He says loudly “Draco?” You ask “What are you doing in here?” He asks “Exactly what it looks like, come back later” Pansy says. Draco shuts the door as the three of you continue.

You press your lips to Hermione’s muffling her moans, she pulls away “I’m close, don’t stop.” You nibble on her nipples as she finishes. Hermione cums hard, you watch as she screws her eyes shut. “So good” Pansy praises.

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[smalls-words]

Dancing In Pyjamas

Summary: Y/N and Hermione have been friends ever since they met in first year. But with a tournament involving death, romance and anger, could it turn into something more? Or will their insecurities and misunderstandings be the downfall of what could be the greatest romance story of the century?

Pairings: Hermione Granger x Jock!Fem!Reader, Harry Potter x Reader (platonic), Ronald Weasley x Reader (platonic, little bit of fighting).

Warnings: Studies, slight misogyny (from Ron), tooth-rotting fluff at the end.

A/N: This is my first time writing Hermione! I’m pretty sure she was my gay awakening...

Part 2

*not my gif*

You sat next to Hermione as the practice assignment was held in the hall. Ron was on her left, and Harry on his, whilst you had plenty of space on your right. Your quill scratched on the paper in the back of your book, multiple other dress designs scratched out whilst your final cutout of a feminine outline laid waste to your ideas.

You smirked as Ron got his head shoved back towards his paper by Snape, a caution as he talked to Harry. You weren’t really listening to what the boys said, but Hermione’s words were enough to draw out your attention.

“It might interest you to know that Neville’s already got someone.” She sneered at the boys.

Ron scoffed. “Now I’m really depressed.”

“Oh, please. You wouldn’t know depression unless it hit you in the face like a Bludger.” You smirked, observing Harry’s grin and Hermione’s eye roll.

You watched the twins opposite you hand you a note, gesturing to Ron before you handed it to him. He read it and Fred looked at you, an eyebrow raising whilst you nodded to the side.

He threw a crumpled ball of paper at the girl a few metres away, but you saw the winning grin of the older Weasley and knew he’d pissed off Ron.

“Oy Hermione… you’re a girl…”

“Well-spotted.” She retorted.

“You’re dead, Weasley.” You quietly chuckled under your breath.

You ducked just as Snape swiped his hand at Ron’s head, glaring at the four of you whilst he hit Harry’s head too. 

“Well, it’s one thing for a bloke to show up alone… but for a girl, it’s just sad.”

If knives could have come out of eyes, Hermione would be guilty of first-degree manslaughter with at least 58 stabs. “I won’t be going alone because believe it or not, somebody’s already asked me.” She hissed, getting up and handing her book to Professor Snape.

She came back and you gave her a sympathetic look, but she slightly ignored you. “And I said yes.” She snapped at Ron, leaving the hall.

You watched her go, empathy filling your chest as you glared at Ron. He simply stared at you, almost waitingly. “Well? Who are you going with?” He asked.

“Definitely not you.” You chuckled angrily, giving your book to Snape too and he was impressed at your already dried calculations. 

As you walked past Ron and Harry, you clapped the Weasley over the head; but with you being the Gryffindor Beater, that was a pretty hard smack.

You eventually found Hermione in the Gryffindor common room, heading up the stairs towards your shared room. “Granger, wait up!”

She sharply turned on the stairs and looked at you harshly, but you saw right through her. Tears brimmed in the corners of her calming brown eyes, reddening the whites around them before she stormed up the rest of the stairs.

You walked up slowly, knowing she had nowhere to go, and leaned against the stone wall as she sat on the edge of her bed. “Granger…” You sighed, walking up to her as you stripped off your robe.

“What, Y/N?” She hissed, still angry but you knew it wasn’t directed at you.

“Come on, let it out.” You pulled her up onto her feet, opening your arms up to her.

She hugged you tightly, a crack coming from your back even, and you simply enveloped her in your warmth. You held a large height advantage on her, as well as your bulked-up Beater-trained body that allowed her to hold you just how she wanted.

You and Hermione have been friends since first year. Whilst Ron and Harry would be mischievous together and be boys, Hermione would be left alone. She’d often find herself wandering the grounds of Hogwarts, eventually finding you in your oversized Quidditch uniform as you observed the training program. You were a scrawny little thing, only eleven years old, but you were determined. She’d watched you get absolutely beaten up by the Bludgers, many bruises already forming, but what sealed your friendship was simple:

A Bludger had been hurtling towards her face, surely going to knock her out, and you beat it away with your bat. You’d asked her if she was okay, and she thought that she should have been asking you that question. Laughs and giggles were shared before she offered to take you to Madam Pomfrey, who she’d noted down as she memorised the grounds. 

Four long years you’ve been at each other’s sides, and yet here you were, unable to tell her how you feel. 

“You okay?” You muttered, hand on the back of her head as it was tucked underneath your chin.

“I’m better.” She replied, liking the fact that you were warm.

“Good.” You sighed calmly, putting her back on the bed.

“Now, wanna tell me who’s taking you to the Yule Ball?”

“Only if you promise not to tell anyone else.” She pointed a finger at you, which just made you chuckle as you brushed away a loose tear on her cheek.

“Of course. I promise.”

“Viktor Krum.” She stated.

You held back your sigh of defeat. Of course he would have asked her, and of course she would have said yes. The two were so opposite, yet it worked - a big hunk of meat paired with a nerdy, intelligent, beautiful, astonishing, stubborn, childish, witty…

Yeah, that didn’t work.

“Okay.” You replied instead, kissing her temple as you stood upright.

“I’m going to go to Quidditch practice.” 

“Y/N, Quidditch isn’t on this year, remember?” She chided playfully.

You rolled your eyes gently, giving her a calming smirk. “And who says I can’t train?” 

Her tears were now gone, her heart was warm, and a smile was on her cheeks. “Bye, Y/N.”

Your job as her friend was done for now.

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You now stood with the other Gryffindors as Professor McGonagall explained the Yule Ball Dance, your legs annoyingly tucked together at the knee as you sat next to Hermione. You scowled at Ron as he made a comment about the girl standing behind you, hoping that she didn’t hear what he said.

“Inside every boy, a lordly lion prepared to prance. Mr. Weasley…” McGonagall grabbed him and led him to the middle of the room, making you grin devilishly as you flipped him off. 

He was about to do it back, but McGonagall corrected him to put his hand on her waist. The music started via Filch, the traditional waltz making its way into your brain and forcing you to tap your foot along to it. 

You stood up as McGonagall inquired, counting the boys and girls and realising you were outnumbered. You quickly grabbed Hermione and whipped her into your arms, your hand on her waist and the other in her grasp.

“What are you doing?!” She shouted softly with no malicious intent.

“I’m saving you from dancing with someone like Dean or Seamus.” You replied just louder than the music.

You easily led Hermione throughout the dance, twirling her effortlessly before bringing her back into your touch. Your heart was thumping out of your chest and you were glad her head wasn’t resting against you, in fear that she would hear it race.

The laughter and giggles that came from her made your cheeks start hurting from smiling so much, inside jokes and sometimes even stomach-holding cackles made you stop dancing if but for a moment. Hermione eventually smirked at you as she swirled back into you, causing you to question her.

“Oh, it’s nothing… I just didn’t think someone like you knew how to dance to a waltz.” 

“Someone like me?” You questioned.

“Y/N, come on! You seriously can’t expect me to know that you know how to dance?” She chuckled, making you grin as you realised she was teasing you.

“For your information, I tend to watch things from time to time.” 

She rolled her eyes. “Oh yeah, totally.” 

You danced a bit more before McGonagall ushered you all out, your eyes darting to Neville as he spoke with Ginny, smiles on both of their faces. 

“So what are you wearing to the Ball, Y/N? And you still haven’t told me who you’re going with!” Hermione snapped you out of your thoughts with a light slap on your shoulder.

“I’m not telling you, and… I’m not telling you.” You answered with a beaming grin that contrasted her dropped jaw.

“Come on! I told you! And you’ve seen my dress!” She whined, attempting to drag you down by putting some more weight on your arm.

Yet, your step didn’t falter.

“Alright, alright, I’ll entertain you. What do you think I’m wearing, Granger?” You asked as you stepped onto the moving staircase.

She thought hard for a moment; you knew because of the furrow of her eyebrows. “Something dark.”

You nodded. “Well, yes.”

“And something to cover most of you but still leave a few things to the imagination.” She continued. 

You didn’t answer her, choosing to let her keep going.

“And…” She dragged it out, huffing in annoyance. “I don’t know! Just give me one detail!”

“Just one?” You asked for clarification.

“Just one.” She nodded.

“Alright… It’s not red.” 

She was so tempted to shove you over the side of the stairs, but as they connected you to the Fat Lady painting, she just pushed you forwards. “You’re such an ass.”

“I know, right?” You clenched your butt and she let out a true snorting laugh.

You grabbed her by the forearm. “Come on, let’s get ready for dinner before you wet yourself.” 

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The day of the Yule Ball had come quickly, surprising you all. You sat with Hermione as she changed behind you, your eyes flitting around the room to see anything but the blurred reflection of her naked back.

You could no longer deny your feelings. You wanted to show her your love, to caress every inch of her skin and tell her how beautiful she was. She could hardly see it sometimes, but her call to you to come and help her in front of the mirror was no help at all.

“Can you zip me up please?” She asked sweetly and you nodded, doing so.

You looked back up at the mirror as she let her curls fall back down into place, her hands moving towards the straightener. You quickly put your hand on top, using minimal pressure to guide it back onto the table.

“Y/N, I can’t go out with my curls in this state.” She huffed at you, but you simply ran your fingers through the underside of her scalp.

“Get some bobby pins and some hair ties for me, okay?” You asked her.

She looked you over, still in your sweaty Quidditch uniform, and sighed. She grabbed the necessary items from behind the mirror and watched you shyly as you worked on her hair. Her scalp thanked her for letting you do this, the sensation of your fingers calming her like nothing before.

Then, just like that, you were done. She opened her eyes fully and gasped at what you had done, spinning around to hug you tightly.

“Thank you thank you thank you!”

“It’s nothing, Granger.” You smirked, ushering her out of the bathroom so you could get ready.

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Hermione stood at the top of the stairs, anxiously awaiting your arrival. You promised her you wouldn’t let her go in alone, even if she wouldn’t be because Viktor would be at her side. After a few more minutes, she took one more glance up at the staircase behind her and sighed defeatedly, making her way down to Viktor.

He stood upright and bowed his head as she met him at the bottom of the stairs, taking his arm as he led her into line. As they walked down through to the main dance floor, she looked everywhere for you, hoping to see what you’d done with yourself.

And there, in the corner by the professors, was you.

She wasn’t alone.

But by the wizarding world, you were stunning.

A dark blue gown hid your legs and shoes, whilst dark blue sleeves did the same for your arms. However, she was starstruck at the impeccable design of an ombré over layer, starting the same dark blue at the shoulders and hips before billowing out into white, with little jewels sewn perfectly on to reflect the light above. Similarly for your eyes, dark blue eyeshadow started just above your mascara-painted eyelashes before gliding into a pristine white. Your hair was tied up in a bun, tight enough to hold it still, all whilst you gave her a kind smirk.

‘You look beautiful.’ She mouthed and you nodded to her in thanks.

‘So do you.’ 

She blushed slightly before the music began and Viktor guided her around the dance floor, letting her dress fill out with air as she spun. Yet, it felt… off. He was strong when he guided her jump, but he was also stiff. His lips were in a smile, but his eyes were somewhere else. His form was correct, but it felt practised.

She didn’t know it, but it wasn’t… you.

She watched you for some of the night, not dancing on the floor with the others all bunched up against you. You were quiet in the corner, just observing and having a bit of food here and there, a drink or two as well. However, noticing Ron and Harry at the other side of your table drew her eyes away from you for a while, which wasn’t quite a nice sensation in your chest.

Yet, watching her dance freely and being herself was more of a reward than doing anything else, even if she was dancing with Viktor. 

Eventually, they came out of the mosh pit, all sweaty and puffing. Viktor pulled her towards the doorway, but she stopped him as she glanced at your table, to which he kissed her hand and told her to meet him at their destination when she was ready. 

And that adorable little spin, accompanied by a smile on her face, made you grin at her. You moved over to the trio, showing Padma and Parvati Patil some very handsome and available Durmstrang boys that were eyeing them. 

Hermione sat down next to Harry, her smile now closed. “Hot, isn’t it?” 

“Granger.” You called her attention from behind the boys, sliding over a glass of water to her.

“Thanks, Y/N.” She gulped it down and you smirked, knowing that your Hermione was slowly seeping through the cracks of this beautiful one.

“Viktor’s gone to go and get drinks. Would you three care to join us?” 

“Sure-”

“No, we’d not care to join you and Viktor.” Ron interrupted you, making Hermione’s face fall flat.

“What’s got your wand in a knot?” She shot at him.

“He’s a Durmstrang. You’re fraternising with the enemy.” He shot back.

“The enemy? Who was it wanting his autograph?” Hermione scoffed.

“Ron, come on. The whole point of the tournament is to make friends with people from other schools.” You nudged him, but he shoved you back harshly to the point that you almost fell out of your chair.

“I think he’s got a bit more than friendship on his mind.” The Weasley growled.

“Are you drunk or some shit?” You growled back at him as Hermione stood up and walked away.

“What?” He asked.

“You just hurt her feelings! She’s been trying to have a nice night, making friends and dancing with her date, and you’ve just killed her mood!” You snapped, tempted to smack him hard this time. 

“Whatever.” He rolled his eyes.

You were just about to lose it before Ron stood and moved away, your anger diffusing as you focused on the music whilst sitting next to Harry.

“You look beautiful.” He commented on your dress.

“Thank you - I made it myself.” You patted it down, smiling at him.

Eventually, you made your way to the coat hangers. Ron was grabbing his coat too, coincidentally next to yours and Hermione’s. Once he grabbed it, the beautiful blonde genius walked up next to him, leaving you to trail back and observe.

You never wanted Hermione to feel like you were trying to fight her battles for her. 

“He’s using you, you know.” Ron started.

“How dare you?! Besides, I can take care of myself.” Hermione shot back.

“I doubt it. He’s way too old.” 

“What?! That’s what you think?” 

“Yeah, that’s what I think.” He said as they exited the mystical snow above them into the regular, unenchanted stone walls.

You could hear Hermione’s voice breaking. “You know the solution then, don’t you?” 

“Go on.” Ron egged her on.

“Next time there’s a ball, pluck up the courage and ask me before somebody else does! And not as a last resort.” She scowled.

You stood at the doorway with your jacket folded over your hands, leaning against the wall as you watched Ron try to stammer his way out of his grave. “Well, I-I mean, that’s just- uh… that’s just completely off the point.” 

Harry appeared out of nowhere and you watched as Hermione fell off of the edge, her tears starting to come through harshly at Ron’s last comment. “They get scarier as they get older.” 

“Ron, you spoiled everything!” Hermione started to run towards him but he was already at the top of the stairs, too far for her to go in her heels.

Instead, she sat on the staircase - alone, with tears pouring down her cheeks and obscuring her vision as you settled into it. “Easy, Hermione. That stupid Weasley doesn’t know what he just lost.” 

She felt your thumbs trace over her eyes, sweeping away every tear in either eye to see you more clearly. Your hair was out, albeit swept to one side, and you were adjusting your coat onto her shoulders. “There you go. Easy breaths, in and out. Remember?”

She remembered the vividness of one time where a Bludger had hit you straight into the ribs, winding you to the point of having you land up in Madam Pomfrey’s once more. The blonde witch taught you how to control your breathing, how to calm yourself whenever in a panic, and she remembered the feelings they gave her when you thanked her with a warm hug.

You gently took off her shoes and replaced them with yours, sneakers that nobody had seen because of your long dress. You helped her up the stairs, her shoes in one hand and her waist in the other, and gently took her back to her room.

You scowled at the two boys now residing in the common room, a growing thought on your mind to whip Ron into shape before Hermione held your dress tightly within her fist, shaking her head that leaned on your shoulder. You stopped moving towards him and held her once more, leading her up the stairs. 

You helped her out of her dress, hanging it neatly in the corner whilst sifting through her drawers for clothes that was a futile effort. “I’m just gonna give you some of my clothes, okay?” You told her, to which she nodded.

You dressed her in your shirts and sweats before guiding her to her bed, her eyes momentarily observing the muscles in your back move as you changed. She wanted to do something with them - feel them move beneath her palm - but that feeling was uncertain, so she left it alone. 

“Thank you.” She sniffled as you finished changing yourself.

You brought her up onto her feet for a moment before you hugged her, keeping her nice and warm as a feeling of safety washed over the blonde witch. 

“So…” You started.

She chuckled immediately, pulling away from you. “So…?” 

“We can still hear the music. And I’d love to have at least one dance.” You explained.

“I’d love to dance with my best friend.” She squealed, waiting for you to push away the final tears on her cheeks.

Your heart felt heavier at her words, but you didn’t let it show as you began to dance to the music. Here was where Hermione felt right - your gentle touch guiding her through jumps and spins and twirls, your eyes on her and in the present, your movements fluid and sometimes faltering.

This was her happy place.

You eventually fell onto your bed with her and laughter slowly dissipated into a comfortable silence, which she then spun on her side and looked at you with wide eyes and a hiding grin.

“Yes?” 

“You called me Hermione.” She stated matter-of-factly.

“It is your name, isn’t it? Unless I’m dealing with a Poly-Juiced Malfoy, in which case…” You lifted your fist and slowly moved it towards her face, acting as if in slow-motion.

She chuckled and pushed away your hand, your eyes watching her stand and flop onto her bed lazily. Soon though, she turned back and faced you, your hidden sadness at her movement long tucked away behind a veil of curiosity.

“You never call me that.”

“I was trying to get your attention. Didn’t want you getting a panic attack. No no, we can’t have our brightest little Granger getting stressed over silly Weasley boys.” You smirked at her.

She rolled her eyes playfully before she yawned. “Thanks for helping me.” 

“Always.” You nodded to her, watching her snuggle underneath the sheets for a simple moment of peace. 

“Goodnight, Y/N.” She murmured, her eyes shutting slowly as she fell asleep.

“Goodnight… beautiful, beautiful Hermione.” You whispered, closing your own eyes.

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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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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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[mynameismauve6]

To Love A Boy [ Hermione Granger/fem!Reader ] ( SERIES )

• PART ONE • 2nd Person POV • Prologue •

••

You boarded the Hogwarts Express as you did at the beginning of a new school year. It was your third year at Hogwarts and you were in for a big surprise.

You had come out as a lesbian the previous year before heading for summer break. You were different now, more mature after being ostracized by your friends. This year was for reinventing yourself, proving to everyone that you are better then ever.

You sat at an empty compartment, it wasn’t hard to find as people usually fled when you entered any. You sighed and looked out the window seeing as the trees passed by quickly.

“Are these seats taken?” A girls voice asked causing you to turn around to look at them.

“Not at all,” you smiled at none other then Hermione Granger.

She smiled back as Harry, Ron and her sat down. Harry sat next to you as Ron and Hermione sat across from you.

The silence could only be described as awkward and tense. No one dared to speak, Harry shifted every so slightly uncomfortably as Ron would clear his throat.

“What?” You finally said once the silence became unbearable. “Come here to make fun of me?”

“N-No!” Harry quickly stuttered before Ron or Hermione could say anything.

“Then why come here? To this specific compartment? Aren’t you three popular?” You scoffed looking at them.

“Actually! We come here to say that we admire your bravery? Coming out as anything is difficult-” Harry began.

“We wanted to be your friend? We assumed that you would be lonely?” Ron finally spoke looking at you nervously.

“I don’t need your pity,” you mumbled.

“It’s not out of pity, we genuinely want to be your friends!” Hermione defended.

“Associate with me and you too will be ostracized. No longer invited anywhere. Looked at funny, whispers and whispers, notes, papers, messages, letters everything. Owls everyday, Rita Skeeter wanting to interview you because all of a sudden the weirdest thing that could happen in the wizard world is someone being a lesbian,” you spat hurt in your voice.

“We admire your bravery!” Ron defended. You gave him a suspicious look before shrugging.

“It’s your social life after all. If you want to be friends then I guess we can be.” You said nonchalantly but deep down you were happy. Maybe this will be the start of something new, you were becoming friends with the three most exciting people in all of Hogwarts.

The train came to a stop a fee hours later. You and Hermione stayed up and talked while Harry and Ron took a nap. The train ride to Hogwarts was a long one. It took at least a day to arrive at Hogsmaede and then the ride to Hogwarts was another hour.

You four got off the train and made your way to the carriages. It was cold and dark outside as it was early September.

The carriage carried six people so Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottom joined the ride. The ride was awkward, Neville kept nervously looking at you as Luna bombarded you with questions.

“Is it true?” She would ask.

“What?” You replied.

“That you’re a lesbian?” She would say back.

It was an awkward interaction regardless but you didn’t mind it.

Once at the castle you all got off and entered the Great Hall. You heard whispers and laughter as you walked aside Harry.

You took in a deep breath as you coincidentally sat next to the person you came out to first. Lavender Brown. She of course rambled off to her friend Pavarti who then told her sister Padma who then made it her mission to tell the rest of the school.

“Lavender.” You said out of respect.

“(Y/n),” she said being with a fake smile.

The sorting ceremony began as it usually did every school year. More Gryffindors were introduced as the feast began.

“Mmm I really hope theres red velvet cake!” Ron grinned as he served himself food. You picked your favourite food and a good glass of your favourite drink.

Harry and Hermione began chatting about the class schedule and what the new school year will bring.

“What do you want to be?” Harry asked you as you turned and looked at him.

“In the future? Geez. I never really thought about that. My mums an Auror so she was gone days at a time and my dad takes care of Magical Creatures. He wanted to be the Care of Magical Creatures teacher here at Hogwarts but instead decided to move to France and start a career there.” You explained with a frown.

“You can do and be whatever you want and if you never want to work then that’s okay too!” Hermione reassured you.

“I would like to work here at Hogwarts. I could be a Potions teacher or teach Defense Against the Dark Arts!” You smiled.

“I want to be an Auror,” Ron said as he took a bite of his food.

“I honestly just want a normal life,” Harry chuckled. “Being famous is not for me.”

“We talking futures?” Fred Weasley, George Weasley’s twin, asked as he sat close to Harry.

“Fred and I are going to start our own Joke shop!” George Weasley, Fred’s twin, continued sitting next to Fred.

“With what funds?” Ron asked raising his eyebrow. “Mum and dad would never give you money to start up a joke shop.”

“We are selling test products of course!” Fred smiled widely.

“Care to try the products?” George asked as he reached into his pockets and took out a Puking Pastilles. “Beware there is side effects.”

“I’ll pass,” you told them with a look of disgust.

“Yeah, me too…” Hermione mumbled as she took looked grossed out.

“No ones going to want to try that.” Ron mumbled.

“It can get you out of anything. Exams, Owls, Snape’s boring lectures. Anything.” Fred smirked.

“I’ll pass,” Harry fake smiled.

“Suite yourselves. If you ever need to get out of anything do not come begging for a Puking Pastille.” George shrugged as he and Fred left.

Dinner finished as the Head Boy, Head Girl and the Prefects guided their house into their rooms.

“Now please don’t forget the password to the common room or you will not be allowed in!” The Head Boy announced.

“If you do happen to forget. Inform a dorm mate, either head student the prefect and as last resort the Head of house, Ms. McGonagall.” The Head Girl announced reassuringly.

“Yes, but do not make it a habit. We are busy people too.” The Head Boy said causing the Head Girl to roll her eyes.

Once outside the common room they announced the password and let you all in.

“We should settle in,” Hermione announced.

“I heard they’re going to give out big news at breakfast tomorrow.” Ron informed.

“I heard about that too, what do you think it is?” Hermione asked.

“Whatever it is I hope it isn’t anything terrible,” you sighed.

You all said goodnight as you and Hermione headed to the Girls Dorm Room. Lavender and Pavarti were already inside the room as they became quiet the second you entered the room.

“What?” You glared at them.

“Whatever,” Lavender rolled her eyes as she continued to unpack her items.

The room became tense as you glared at Lavender and Pavarti and they whispered about you.

“I wish there was a way these two could leave… Permanently.” You whispered to Hermione, as she unaware of the hostility in the room, continued to unpack her clothes.

“Me too, they have been the worst room mates,” she chuckled causing your face to heat up and your heart to race.

What. The. Fuck?

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[enamoredwithbella]

Why does nobody write for Hermione Granger I could cry 😭😭 my girl can get shipped with ever character that has a penis in the series but as soon as I want an x reader 😕 writers i call to you cause I’m too scared to start writing myself PLEASE

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[mirclealignr]

overworked | h.g

hermione granger x reader

requested by anon with a rainy/comforting day with hermione

warnings; written with a female reader in mind but no gender specified.

word count; 500+

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The soft pattering of the rain against the concrete and grass outside your window brought the fresh and pleasant aroma to your dorm room you so adored.

Hermione had been quiet beside you for much of the evening, reading a particularly bulky textbook, but she seemed to grow more silent as the rain began—her movements stilled, and her thoughts quietened.

You had been observing her thoughtfully throughout the peaceful hours, admiring how enthralled she became in something so tedious, purely motivated by academic achievement. Her ambition and drive inspired you more than you cared to admit, for she always tried to recruit you into her daily, rigid routines. You were quite happy for Hermione to possess the talent for intellectualism and academic motivation, and simply commend her from the sidelines.

Yet, as the rain became heavier and the wind roared through the darkness, leaving droplets of rain to find refuge on your window panes, Hermione stopped. Her fingertips delicately ran over the pages while her eyes were fixed to the open window.

“I’ve been really busy lately, I’m sorry,” she said softly, nuzzling further in between your legs and resting her head on your chest.

“I’m just happy you weren’t slaving away in the library. Alone,” you chuckled gently, patting her hair down.

“I couldn’t leave you all alone. But maybe I can take a break,” she decided, lifting up from your embrace and closing her textbook, “Come,” she gestured for you with a nod of her head and walked over towards the window.

Obliging to her gentle instruction, you shuffled off the bed and followed her to the window. She extended her arm out and let the rain the fall onto her skin, creating a small puddle in the palm of her hand that she let seep the gaps in her fingers.

“You look pretty,” you whispered, coming up behind her and resting your chin upon her shoulder.

Hermione turned around and buried her face in your shoulder, her damp and cold hand caressing the back of your neck while the other wrapped around your waist. She kissed your neck lightly and moved along towards your jawline and then to your cheek, careful to keep the contact feather-light.

“Y/N,” she sighed before joining your lips together, sending floods of warmth throughout your body, the heat building as she deepened the connection.

She pulled away with her eyes still closed, electricity sparking in the small space between your bodies, and sighed heavily while stroking your face with both her hands.

“Your finished for the night,” you decided for her.

“Okay,” she replied.

You walked her back over to the bed after opening the window wider than before, letting the soothing sound echo through your room. She settled herself beneath the covers and fluffed her pillow the way she liked it and watched you walk around the bed with a smile. After climbing in beside her, you beckoned her into your arms and waited until she was comfortable before reaching for your novel.

“Read to me?” She asked.

“Of course,” you replied, opening up the book.

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[gothcdoll]

Ok so. IM DESPERATE. Does anyone know any good Hermione F4F One-Shots/Fics? I haven’t found any good ones, and a lot of the ones I find are Hermione x Male!Reader, so.. yall can see how that’s an issue for me😭 but yeah If anyone has some please tag me or comment them! I don’t know how many people this will reach but HOPEFULLY A LOT LMFAO

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[natsusliljay04]

Two Halves of a Whole Part 1

A Hermione Granger x Fem!Reader 🦁❤

CW:Lesbian realation ship (If you dont like it. Don't read it.)

This will be a series with some more Chapter.ai hope you'll like it! BTW this takes place in the third year so during the Prisoner of Azkaban

Note: Y/N: Your Name, Y/L/N:Your last name Y/H/C:Your hair color Y/E/C: Your Eye color Y/A: Your Age

It was a normal day In hogwarts as Dumbledore entered the Class room of McGonagall in which the 3.Years had Class right now. "I am Sorry to interrupt Your Class but I want to introduce a new Gryffindor for the 3rd years. Y/N Y/L/N." Dumbledore said as you stepped into the classroom. Hermione turned to the door to look at you A beautiful Girls with (Y/H/C) long Hair and and a pretty appearance "Hello, i'm Y/N I'm (Y/A) years old and had to transfer here due to some problems at my old school because I am a "Mudblood" as some people would say.." McGonagall walked over to You and shaked your hand, and said "Well its nice to meet You miss Y/L/N please take plac next to Miss Granger" she said pointing at the Free place next to Hermione. "Okay" You said with a smile and sat down.

During lunch Hermione sat down besides you "I'm Hermione. Hermione Granger." She said and then looked at her friends "Those are Ron and Harry theyr my friends even tho I sometimeswant to act like I don't know them" She said, Ron and Harry just waved at you completely ignoring what Hermione said about them right now You just laughed "Well its nice to meet you three i hope we can be friends!" You smiled and started

eating you lunch "Two Mudbloods found each other! How funny." A blond Slytherin said to you and Hermione "Stop it Malfoy!" Hermione said as You got up and walked over to the Slytherin table "You wanna know what I do with people who disrespect me?" You said with a smirk "what would that be?" And before draco could even react you punched him the face causing his nose to bleed. "Ow! Wait till my father hears about that!" He said as he looked at you mad and tried to stop the bleeding. "Should I be scared? Cause I'm not." You said and Sat down next to Hermione again. "And I thought I'd be the only one who would dare to do that-" She said while staring at your slightly bloody hand before you whipe off the blood. "Why, did you already do that once?" She nods "Yes and I did it because he called me a Mudblood at that time as well.." You sigh "He seems like a Jerk" "Because he is one.." Ron said.

After class You were walking through the halls of hogwarts,as Hermione has decided to show you around school a bit. "And lastly this is the Place where we will be most of the evening she said before she entered thto Gryffindor common room with you.

To be Continued ..

Hope you liked the first part the second will follow soon!

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[yourbridgebetweenworlds]

Hermione Granger Masterlist

Nothing yet...

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[sundrop-writes]

would you ever consider writing a hermione granger x reader fic?

Would I consider it? Yes.

Am I going to do it anytime soon or am I going to put it immediately on my fanfiction schedule? No.

I am not writing for Harry Potter currently, but I do have some Hermione fics in my drafts from when I was writing for Harry Potter a few months ago, and I will likely resume writing those fics when I get back into writing for Harry Potter. But I don't know when that will be.

For now, you can perhaps turn your attention to King For A Day - which does feature some Hermione x Reader elements.

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[slytherweasley]

Gryffindor Courage (Hermione Granger x reader)

Warnings: mentions homophobia

Summary: You feel ashamed about your feelings towards hermione and desperately want to take her to the ball but your insecurities get the best of you almost ruining your night.

Everyone was excited, Christmas was just around the corner and the Yule Ball excitement had made things so cheerful. You and Hermione went shopping for your dresses together, the conversations were all about the ball. Hermione hadn’t secured a date yet and neither have you.

Hermione told you that Viktor has asked her and she didn’t give him an answer, he was so sure he wanted Hermione that he would wait for her answer. Deep down inside you, you wanted to ask Hermione and you were sure she was only delaying an answer to Viktor so that you still had the chance to ask her.

The humiliation you went through when you told your parents that you might like girls too was heartbreaking. Only your close friends know about it and you don’t know if you could take Hermione to the ball and face the whole school.

A week before the Yule Ball you still hadn’t gotten the courage to ask her, which is ironic because you’re a Gryffindor. “So I think I’m going to tell Viktor that I’ll go with him” she says, you can hear the reluctance in her voice. “Okay” is all you can say because you didn’t want her to go with him but you can’t bring yourself to ask her.

Harry and Ron were on last minute date searches, you told Harry you’d go with him after he’d asked you. The day of the Yule Ball, you didn’t see Hermione much, you spent it with Harry and Ron. It wasn’t until later that night when you saw Hermione walking down the stairs that you regretted everything.

Seeing her with Viktor hurt “I thought you would’ve gone with Hermione” Harry says. “I should’ve but I was too scared” “scared of what? Hermione fancies you” “I wasn’t scared of her, I know she wanted me to ask her. I’m scared of what everyone else thinks” “You shouldn’t care about that as long as you’re both happy” “well it’s too late now” you mutter.

You and Harry have to dance together with the other champions. Harry was pretty pathetic, you had to lead him. You tried to enjoy yourself but seeing Hermione having a good time without you made things harder to have fun.

By the end of the night you were ready to go, you sat down beside Harry and Ron when Hermione approaches the three of you. “How was your night?” She asks the three of you “Fine” you reply “I had a great night, Viktor was such a gentlemen” you would rather be anywhere but here right now, listening to Hermione talk about Viktor.

“That’s my cue to leave” you say standing up from your seat and walking off. Unbeknown to you, Hermione follows you out of the Great Hall.

“Hey! What’s your problem?” She yells and you stop, turning around. “I don’t want to hear about the amazing night you had with Viktor” “I was waiting for you and you knew that but you decided not to ask me.”

You sigh “I so badly wanted to ask you but I knew everyone was going to be here and I don’t know what they would say about me” tears fall down Hermione’s face. “I would much rather be at that ball with you than Viktor and I would not have cared what anyone said about us because we would be happy.”

“I know what it’s like to be humiliated and I can’t do that again” “do you fancy me?” She asks “do I fancy you? Yes of course.” “I get being nervous about what other people will think but sometimes you have to face it for the sake of your happiness. Besides, it won’t be you alone, I’ll be there with you” Hermione tucks your hair behind your ear and places her hand on your cheek.

You lean in and cup her face, kissing her in front of people walking by. She grabs you by the waist and pulls your bodies closer together. “That was great” she says pulling away from your lips “we should go back to our dorm.”

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