Hermione Granger X Reader

imaginesfordifferentfandoms

5 years ago

George Weasley x reader with prompt 76 from the 100 prompts list with George saying it to the reader right before the battle of Hogwarts and they get separated during the battle but find each other when it’s over and PLEASE DON’T MAKE FRED DIE. Thx!

I Thought I’d Lost You

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You were sat with Luna when Neville came through the portrait announcing he had a surprise, you turned to Luna raising an eyebrow in question before looking back to see Harry Potter stood before you all. Immediately everyone was on their feet, welcoming him back before he told you all he was looking for something, the only problem; he didn’t know what he was looking for or where it was. Luna mentioned the lost diadem of Rowena Ravenclaw but that wasn’t possible, the thing had been lost for centuries, nobody who was alive today had seen it. That thought lasted half a second until you realised that nothing is impossible, Fred and George taught you that much. When Ginny ran in announcing Snape’s discovery you all turned to Harry before he told you his plan.

You stood in your houses line as Snape spoke, slow and calculated, trying your hardest not to fidget as you waited for Harry. Hopefully Remus and the Order would be here soon, tensions were rising and it was only a matter of time before Voldemort struck.

“I invite them to step forward…now.” Snape finished, the hall stayed quiet for a few moments before Harry stepped out of line and began to confront Snape. Gasps and murmurs could be heard from around the room as he began talking.

“It seems that despite your exhaustive defensive strategies, you still have a bit of a security problem, headmaster.” With that the halls to the Grand Hall opened and in walked the Order of the Phoenix. Your eyes immediately settled on George who was scanning the room before he found you, ‘you okay?’ He mouthed and you nodded back slightly, not taking your eyes off him.

“How dare you stand where he stood?” You heard Harry begin, students had moved to accommodate the Order’s entrance and you took this as your chance to edge closer to George. “Tell then how it happened that night. Tell them how you looked him in the eyes, a man who trusted you, and killed him!” Your head shot around, finally looking away from George as you looked between Snape and Harry. You and many of the students gasped when Snape pulled his wand on Harry, even louder gasps could be heard when Professor McGonagall pushed Harry aside, her own wand trained on Snape as everyone stepped back, giving her room. You watched as Snape faltered before edging further back, a few rows from George. His eyes flickered from you to Snape, his own wand raised. You watched in amazement as McGonagall fired spell after spell at Snape until he retreated. Once he was gone, and McGonagall lit the castle up, you ran to George who wrapped his arms tightly around you. He started mumbling calming words into your hair, rubbing your back as you relaxed into him.

The celebration was cut short as you heard girls begin to scream before you heard Voldemort himself. You gripped onto George as Voldemort tried to convince you all to give him Harry in favour of not being killed and not having your home be destroyed. You glared at Pansy as she tried to get someone to grab him as you joined the circle that had formed around Harry, George’s arms still wrapped around you.

The hallways were filled with people running around, you could understand the panic but right now it wasn’t helping. You heard Professor McGonagall securing the castle when George grabbed your hand, pulling you along with him. Looking out the window as he pulled you, you saw the protection spells settling over Hogwarts and watched the spells Voldemort sent to destroy it. You breathing began to stutter slightly but your outer appearance remained calm.

“Stay with me, ok?” George said as he pulled you along to follow Kingsley, Remus and Fred. You brushed past Remus and Kingsley as George led you further into the castle. Once you three had got to the part of the castle you were to secure George let go off you, leaning against the wall with Fred.

“You okay, Freddie?” He asked, no trace of his usual humour when talking to his twin.

“Yeah.” Fred told him, not sounding very convincing but you couldn’t blame him. You felt terrified and stayed with you back pressed to the wall, a few steps behind the twins.

“Me too.” George told him, a smile on his face, drawing one from Fred. Always trying to stay strong for the other. They were good at that, putting up a strong front.

“Y/N?” George asked, turning to look at you.

“I’m good.” You told them, same amount of conviction in your voice as Fred causing George to smile at you. You tried your best to return it but struggled. He saw your eyes were wet, you were doing your best to contain your emotions but once he pulled you into his arms, a few tears slid down your face. “Don’t worry,” he whispered, “it’s going to be over soon.” You pulled out of the hug, seeing his eyes were glazed over, and pulled him into a breathtakingly, hard kiss. It was messy but you just needed to do it in case, in case- you couldn’t even finish the thought. Tears were freely rolling down your face as you pulled back, lips red and swollen as you whispered against them, “I love you George.” He didn’t tell you off for making it sound like goodbye, instead he pulled you in for a softer kiss before pulling back completely, “I love you too. Y/N.”

You heard someone shouting for help, no one else seemed to be around, preferring the bit of safety inside the castle provided them. You looked at George, a demand on his lips for you to stay but before he could say anything you were running towards the screaming, wand out and ready. “Y/N!” You heard him shout but knew you had to do something to help.

You helped the first year, getting her to a group of older students before you found yourself on the balcony of one of the floors, looking out at the quidditch pitch that was being engulfed by fire. You took a deep, not very calming, breath before you prepared yourself for what was to come.

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Watching with wide, watery eyes as Voldemort’s army tore into the protections around Hogwarts, you prayed that George was going to be ok. You prayed that it’d be quick. From your position you could see Remus and hoped he’d be OK, you knew he had just had a kid. Merlin, how was any of this happening?

You watched in horror as Voldemort’s army stormed into Hogwarts, a large part of you wanted to hide away. Wanted to find George and hide under a blanket with him like you did whenever either of you were scared or had a nightmare. This was the biggest nightmare you were experiencing and yet you knew you wouldn’t be waking up. You knew you had to fight though it wasn’t your war, wasn’t even your battle, but you knew you had to fight. His army made the protections around Hogwarts seem like nothing as they easily tore through, you heard McGonagall shouting from someone below your position for everyone to get back inside and let out a deep breath. Merlin, you wished you’d stayed with Fred and George.

You let out a gasp as a death eater appeared beside you and ducked out of the way of one of his spells, quickly you shot back your own, thankful for the extra Defence lessons. By the time you’d dealt with the death eater, two more had appeared next to you, one shot a spell that sent a huge cut across your leg whilst you quickly disarmed and petrified the other. You duelled with the second death eater, trying to ignore the sting in your leg when she fell to the floor, your looked up and saw Mr Weasley. You gave him a quick smile. He turned back and ran towards Kingsley as you fired off a ‘stupefy’ towards an unsuspecting death eater. You quickly dodged out of the way of falling brick, backing into a death eater, you let out a groan as you began duelling. You looked at the wall next to the death eater and raised a brow, the school was falling apart anyway, might as well get to blow something up.

“Bombarda Maxima!” You shout and watch the wall crush the death eater. “Ow.” You murmured as you were thrown back, landing on your cut leg. Your hand shot to your head, ignoring the trace of blood as you listen to Voldemort call back his army, “I do not wish this. Every drop of magical blood spilled is a terrible waste. I therefore command my forces to retreat.” You heard his threats as you shakily stood and made your way back to the main quarter of the castle, leaning heavily on the wall as you did.

Your eyes widen as you look around at the destruction that had been caused, you took in the countless dead bodies and injured students and teachers before your eyes settled on one family in particular. “No.” You murmured, your legs refusing to work as you saw Fred laying, unmoving, on the floor. You watched George move out of Mr Weasley’s hold to throw his arms around Ron.

“Ge-George.” You managed to choke out. He turned to you, tears running down his face and let out a breath as he ran towards you, wrapping you tightly in his arms. “I-is he, George, is he-” You couldn’t even bare to say the words. “He needs a healer. He’s alive, but he’s-” here George paused to let out a sob, “Y/N, I don’t know if he’s gonna make it.” Over his shoulder you saw a nurse you didn’t recognise settle down next to Fred and pulled her wand out getting to work. “He’s gonna be ok, Georgie, he’s gonna be fine.” You whispered into his neck, hands running through his hair. “I’m so frightened. I’m so bloody scared.” He whispered to you and you just held him tighter because there were no words in the entire English language that you could say to make anything better.

The pair of you moved to sit next to the family, Ron having excused himself but you knew he played an important role in this too, knew information Harry had entrusted him with. You sat holding George’s hand, his grip on you bruising but you didn’t mind. Tears ran down your face as you stared at Fred, George’s head resting on yours as you watched the healer move her wand rapidly. No words were exchanged between the Weasley clan as they all looked on.

-

When you see everyone leaving the hall you stood, George following too even though it was clear all he wanted to do was stay and look over his brother. You gasp and cling to George as you see Voldemort’s army walk into the courtyard, or what was left of it.

“Who is that Hagrid’s carrying?” You heard Ginny ask, your eyes darting over to Hagrid large frame before you let out a choked gasp, eyes widening when you realise just who it is.

“Harry Potter…is dead.” Your heart aches at the words, tears appearing in your eyes. Ginny dove forward, Mr Weasley grabbing her before Voldemort got to her. “Harry Potter is dead.” Voldemort confirmed. You looked around at the sea of faces all with disbelief written on them. “Harry Potter is dead!” Voldemort yells again, gaining a laugh from his followers, several sobs could be heard from around you. George nudged you as Neville stepped forward, your eyes squinting as he stopped before Voldemort.

“We lost Harry tonight. But he’s still with us, in here. All of them are. They didn’t die in vain. But you will because you’re wrong.” After his speech he pulled the sword of Gryffindor out of the hat, causing a few people to let out a gasp. You let out a cheer when you saw Harry push his way out of Hagrid’s arms. Laughed at Voldermort’s fear. George tugged you into the castle and wrapped you in his arms, you looked and saw Fred was missing, turning to look at George he whispered that Fred had been taken to Saint Mungos. You watched wide-eyed as Mrs Weasley killed Bellatrix, George kissing your head.

-

Not long after it was announced that Harry had, finally, killed Voldemort, you and the Weasley Clan, plus Harry and Hermione, sat in the waiting room of Saint Mungo’s waiting for any news about Fred. Up until now you’d ignored the pain in your leg, your pain didn’t seem much considering you were sat waiting to see if your best friend was going to live or die, but as you pulled your pants leg up George gasped at you, attracting the attention of his family.

“Y/N, why didn’t you mention anything?” The cut of your leg was deep, really deep. When a nurse was called over she was shocked you hadn’t passed out from blood loss yet, guess adrenaline really did help when you were in pain. As the nurse healed it you leaned your head on George’s shoulder and shut your eyes. The next time you opened them was when George shook you awake, your leg healed, and a wide grin on his face.

“Fred’s alive! C’mon, c’mon, let’s go!” He pulled you up and into Fred’s room, where a pale Fred sat upright drinking potions a tired looking nurse gave him. When he saw you two in the room he grinned and started asking you both hundreds of questions which you answered, the humour that had been drained from them now back in full swing, even if Fred was weak and going to be stuck on bed rest for a few weeks.

-

“Now that Fred’s home and feeling better,” Mrs Weasley began, “let’s make the most of the holidays before we begin working on Hogwarts so that you can go back and have one normal year.” Everyone around the table grinned and clinked their glasses together before digging in.

It had taken a few weeks but Fred was back home. Things were finally looking up for everybody, you and George had been going to Hogwarts, along with most other members of the family, to see where you could help. A proper team was being put together so it was organised and rebuilt faster and more efficiently. You had all attended funerals and spent many days not moving from the house, trying to come to terms with everything. There were bad days but after everything that was witnessed, who was surprised.

After you had eaten everyone moved to the garden. The entire Weasley family was here, even Charlie who was so cool and would talk about dragons with you all day. Staring at the setting sun you looked over at George and pressed a kiss to his lips, he smiled and deepened the kiss before pulling away. You looked at his face and saw he was deep in thought before he jumped up shouting a “be right back” over his shoulder before running upstairs. You looked towards Fred with a questioning look, but he just grinned at you before you shrugged to yourself and joining back in with the group.

Five minuets or so later, George came back down the stairs looking nervous and red. You raised a brow at him wondering just what he was planning, he grinned at you before coming over and standing in front of you.

“Hey,” He laughed nervously, “so, Merlin this is awkward. I love you so much and after everything that’s happened recently its really put things into prospective for me and I want you in my life, always. I can’t picture a life without you in it,” at this point everyone’s attention was on the two of you, “I guess what I’m trying to say is, I love you Y/N Y/L/N so would you do be the honour of marrying me?” Your eyes filled with tears, honestly all you had done since the beginning of the battle is cry, at least this time it was happy tears. Your lack of response caused George’s grin to falter but you were quickly standing up and throwing your arms around him, leaning upwards to kiss him. He immediately responded back just as eagerly until you were pulled apart by Fred clearing his throat. “You know if you marry him, I’m a package deal?” He asked causing you to laugh and place a kiss on his cheek.

“Is that a yes?” George asked, a ring held between his fingers. “Merlin’s beard! Of course it’s a yes, you idiot!” You laughed before pulling him into another kiss as everyone around you cheered.

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ronniemaximoff-danvers

1 year ago

Does anyone want to make a Slytherin reader x Hermione Granger fic? I'm just in that mood rn

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lovelycassy

2 years ago

Hermione Granger Masterlist

Fluff

Nothing yet!

Angst

Nothing yet!

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luvlorn

5 years ago

attraction [d.m]

word count: 1.5k

pairing: draco malfoy x granger!reader

warnings: n/a

a/n: i didn’t know what to title this tbh

request: Could I get a soulmate AU with Draco, but the problem is they’re Hermione’s squib sibling and they only see a glimpse of each other every time they go to pick Hermione up, and after the war is over Draco makes it his number one priority to find his soulmate.

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draco malfoy was far from a traditional wizard in attendance at hogwarts. he held a certain power over others; a title he was given by blood. he was superior, and that was one thing he had always known.

everything in his life was set for him, and due to his family’s powers and riches, anything he wanted, was already his.

he had witches and wizards falling at his feet by first year, some searching for friendship and power, some looking for a relationship.

none of them peaked his interest.

save for one, at the train station. it started in his first year at hogwarts. it was finally time for winter holidays; a time where he could finally escape the madness that was his school, and the disgusting amount of blood traitors and muggleborns he was forced to see on the daily.

as he was stepping off the grand train that took him between homes, he saw their beautiful hair and stunning eyes for a mere second, before losing them in the crowd. it was enough. he was intrigued, he hadn’t recognized them and for the first time since starting hogwarts, he had a strange sense of excitement.

he searched, briefly, before he was escorted home by his parents, for one last glimpse at the person who he’d been itching to know. giving up, he met with the elder malfoys, returning to the manor for the break.

when he was returning to hogwarts after that very break, he spotted them again, beginning to make his way over to introduce himself, only to be pushed and yell “watch it!” to whoever was passing. when he turned, the person he was looking for had disappeared.

when he returned to school, he made it a mission to find said person. as far as he now knew, they did not attend hogwarts, which meant they were likely not a wizard/witch, but must have been related to one. the thought of a non-magical being plaguing his thoughts made a shiver run down his spine. and that was that.

still, every time he was forced to enter the station, he found his eyes lingering in the crowd, looking for someone in particular. he convinced himself long ago that it was only to scowl in their direction, treating them as they deserved. he found a strange comfort in that fact, and though throughout his school years felt childish, he had drilled it into his head from age 11 and it had become an addiction routine, one he couldn’t seem to break.

you see, during draco’s early years, his mother had taught him that should he ever feel an immediate pull to someone, he should follow it.

it was a stupid concept to him at the time, really; soulmates were one of the rarest (and in his opinion, most ridiculous) concepts known to the wizarding world. very few were lucky enough to experience it, though everyone had a potential soulmate, not many every found their lovers.

narcissa made it very clear that no matter the circumstances, if he were ever to feel a pull to a stranger or to someone he never thought he would; he was to follow it.

so now as he stood before the train one last time, he felt his eyes dancing over the crowds, as usual. they had just come back from their final year at hogwarts, after the war.

most of his year was spent in solitude at the school, though few students forgave him, he wanted to finish his school just as much as the rest of his year. he managed; he was never too fond of social interactions anyways.

it was better to be alone.

a small tinge pulled at his heart as he stared at the great big transport for what he felt would be the last time. a sudden overwhelming urge to turn his head to the left washed over him, and confusedly, he did so. and when his eyes fell upon the person he’d spent so many nights dreaming of, he huffed and pushed his way through the crowd; this time not making the mistake of taking his eyes off of you.

you were catching up with your sister, hermione, when your head began to feel light, and you subconsciously turned your head to the right, seeing a beautiful blonde man seemingly approaching you. you internally laugh at yourself; as if a wizard like him would want someone like you. powerless, ugly. you were nothing next to your sister, and everyone knew it.

you and hermione began making your way out of the station, before a deep voice yelled “wait!” and came running after you both.

you turned in confusion, seeing the blonde boy standing before you, his tie slightly undone from running and his hair spread messily. you furrowed your brows, looking to hermione, who looked just as confused as you.

“draco? is there something i can help you with?” she asked politely, though she seemed slightly uncomfortable by the name. that’s when it clicked, this must be draco malfoy; the boy who tormented hermione since her first year at hogwarts, calling her horrible names due to her non-magical family.

suddenly, you stepped slightly closer to her, feeling very protective of your sister. she seemed to notice however, and gave you a reassuring smile. had you missed something?

“uh, maybe.. kind of, i suppose. i came to see you.” the last word was directed at you, and you blushed profusely, choking on the air you were inhaling.

“m-me?” you asked, unbelieving. he nodded, and looked to hermione, whose jaw was nearly on the floor.

“what is it you want with my sibling then, malfoy?” she asked, more curiously than defensively. he sighed, ready to embarrass himself fully. if it meant talking to you, then so be it.

“mother said if i ever were to find someone and feel drawn to them, as though we were connected; i must speak to her. say, h-have you.. do you believe in soulmates, granger?” you had never seen hermione look so confused at something in your life. she was a know-it-all, down to every last detail.

now however, she was clearly at a loss for words. you made a mental note to congratulate draco afterwards, as you had never in all your years been able to accomplish that.

it was only then that you realized what draco was implying. did he think you were his soulmate? you had a hard time believing in magic as is, and now you were finding out that soulmates were not only real, but yours was potentially right in front of you?

“you think my sibling is your soulmate?!” she finally managed, and you took the time to analyze the boy. strangely, though you’d never met him, you felt like he was someone you could trust and confide in at the drop of a hat.

considering the stories hermione had informed you of over the years, you definitely should not feel as safe as you do around him, but there was something almost calming about his presence.

hermione was about to say something again, before you stepped forward, interrupting her. “i don’t think we’ve formally met. i’m y/n granger.” you stuck out a hand, and he smiled, gratefully accepting it.

“draco malfoy, though something tells me you already knew that.” hermione looked highly uncomfortable, and spotting ron, she quickly dismissed herself and ran off to meet him, not that you nor draco paid much attention to her departure.

“i hope i didn’t scare you too much, what with all the soulmate talk.” he started, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.

“oh, you most certainly did.” you teased, and he tensed, before seeing your silly expression and relaxing. “i must say, you’ve piqued my interest. i’m not a magic expert, though, i’d love to hear more about it.” you smirked, and he glanced over your face, looking for any sign of a lie. he found none.

“well-” he started, but hermione once again interrupted.

“y/n, we need to go now.” she sounded sorry, clearly seeing the genuine happiness on her sibling’s features.

you frowned, turning to draco. “you know, i suppose maybe i could explain it to you over tea sometime?” he asked hopefully, a smile gracing his features.

you smiled back excitedly, “i would like that.” he gently picked up your hand, pressing a feather-light kiss to your knuckles.

“i shall send your sister an owl with the details, until then, love.” with that, he winked, and walked away, leaving you a blushing mess.

“love?” hermione was practically wheezing in laughter, and you only rolled your eyes in response as the two of you made your way to your parents’ car.

“shut up.”

“i can’t believe you’re going on a date with draco malfoy!” you smiled softly at the mention of his name, and hermione caught notice.

“do you really think he could be your soulmate?” she asked softly, and you sighed dreamily.

“yes, i do.”

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luvlorn

5 years ago

Hi! Could you do prompt 22? With the golden trio x reader? Something kinda angsty? Thanks!

prompt 22: “this isn’t goodbye.”

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the battle of hogwarts raged around you, screams tearing from every direction as you ran desperately through the corridors, stopping only to assist a student in need if you saw one. you had to find them. despite your aching body, you were not going to give up until you knew they were still alive.

the people you were looking for were none other than your best friends, hermione granger, ron weasley and harry potter. you hadn’t even had a chance to see them before everything erupted into chaos, because you took the liberty of escorting students unable to fight to safety.

in hindsight, it seemed like a good idea, making sure they were safe was crucial - though you wished you’d at least had a chance to speak to them, to wish them luck.

now here you were, searching every inch of the castle, desperate to find your friends. you knew them well - if it came down to it, which seemingly, it was about to - they would risk everything to keep the people they cared about safe. especially harry.

voldemort had just demanded harry to see him on his own. should it have been any one, you were sure they would’ve had some sense and declined. unfortunately, it was harry james potter, who was anything but selfish.

you were on the verge of giving up when you saw a spell fly past you, catching your attention. you snapped your head in the direction of the wizard, only to see a death eater about to attack you again. you quickly shouted “protego!” and blocked his spell, launching into a duel with the man behind the mask.

you shot spells back and forth, though your exhaustion was becoming clear, and your attacks were slowing with each passing spell.

suddenly, you heard a familiar voice cry out. “stupefy!” and your attacker was sent flying. you whipped around as a relieved smile overtook your features as you took off towards your best friend, quickly engulfing him in a hug, which he returned instantly.

“you’re alive.” you whispered, pulling back to look him up and down, seeing minimal scratches on his body. relief washed over you as you saw hermione and ron round the corner shortly after, and you gratefully threw your arms around the two of them, a small tear escaping your eyes.

“i thought you were dead.” you spoke truthfully, glancing from them to harry. they all smiled sadly, despite everything- at least you were all safe.

harry looked over his friends, scanning their faces before he frowned deeply. “i have to go.” he spoke, catching their attention. you all began to argue, but he held up a hand, silencing you. “i have to do this. he wants me.” you all shared disapproving looks, though you knew deep down, harry wasn’t changing his mind.

you ran back over to your best friend, pulling him into another hug. you were probably suffocating him with how tight you held him, but at that moment, neither of you cared. you felt hermione and ron engulf you both, and you all stood silently for a moment, no one speaking. harry eventually pulled back, and looked over all of you, before swallowing thickly, and turning away.

“wait! harry!” you called, and he turned, though you knew it was painful for him to walk away. “this isn’t goodbye.” you stated, and he forced a smile, nodding.

“this isn’t goodbye.” he repeated, and with one last look at the lot of you, he walked off, ready to finish this war. whatever it took.

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chloe-skywalker

3 years ago

Not Single - Hermione Granger

Hermione x fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 213

Requested: Hi! I really love your blog and I was wondering if you would take a request for a Hermione Granger x female reader?? Where the reader is a Slytherin and Blaise decides to flirt with the reader and Hermione comes over is like “Back off my girlfriend, yeah? Thank you” Thanks in advance. - @legendaryglitterwitch

Authors Note: Sorry its somewhat short, but thank you for requesting!

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“So y/n?” Blaise strutted over and sat down in front of Y/n.

“Yes Blaise?” Y/n asked with an innocently confused look on her face.

“What do you say, you me an Hogsmead?” he winked

“Why?” Y/n tilted her head in even more confusion.

Blaise smirked, believing that she was considering his date idea. “Well, your Slytherin I’m Slytherin. Your single, I’m single. Your Gorgeous-”

Y/n shook her head in realization. “Blaise, I’m not-”

“She’s not single,so back off my girlfriend, yeah? Thank you.” Hermione spoke coming back to the table. She had just gone to find a book they needed for a project when she heard Blaise asking her girlfriend out on a date. Assuming she was a single prince when she is totally not!

“I kinda feel bad, but at the same time I also really don’t.” Y/n said as they both watched the now embarrassed boy leave the library with his head down.

“Well, I don’t. He was flirting or at least trying to flirt with my girlfriend.” Hermione spoke as she sat back down next to her.

“I’m yours don’t worry.” Y/n smiled leaning over to wrap her arms around her girlfriend. Giving her some reassurance and to help calm her down.

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acciocriativity

4 years ago

Tetrachromat ||Harry Potter

Pairing: Cedrico Diggory x Reader // Hermione Granger x Reader

Summary: In a world where you can see 100 million different shades, every day means a new discovery. But among so many, you find something completely different in someone

Word Count: 2,6k

N / A: tetrachromatism or tetracromacia comes from the mixture of two words of Greekorigin,"tetra" means "four" and "Chroma" which means "color". A tetrachromat person has 4 cell cones, instead of 3 which is more common, and this makes him sensitive to a wider color spectrum.

Part II

I had just come home after a tiring day at work, when I came across a scene that I hadn't seen in a long time. There was a brown owl on the steps of my house, I looked around and then walked over to it, took the letter that was tied to one of its legs, and a few seconds later I saw it flying across the London sky back to Hermione, after all there is no one but her that I know in the Wizarding World. As she was waiting for me there for a long time, I'm sure my parents haven't arrived yet, as they would have let her in.

I left my bag on the sofa and sat down to read it immediately, I hadn't heard from her in over a year and sometimes I feared the worst had happened. The last thing I received was a warning, she had told me that she couldn't get in touch because she had an important mission to do and that when it was over, we could talk again.

“Dear friend,

It has been a week since the war ended, the Wizarding World is turned upside down but we are at peace and rebuilding ourselves now. I'm sending this letter to let you know that I'm going to visit my parents' house in a few days and I would like to see you too. After lunch next Saturday it seems like a good time.

I have more things to tell you than I can put into words, I would also like to ask you a favor, but we can resolve this later.

With love, Hermione. ”

This visit was only the first of many. We talked as far as she could tell me, some issues were still sensitive and very recent and I obviously respected that, but even without many details, knowing the things that happened was difficult to process and she also respected that.

We started seeing each other more than once a week, my parents managed to help locate Hermione's parents very easily, since our families have been neighbors and close friends for a long time. That was the favor she asked for and I immediately agreed.

Over the course of two months, things were returning to their proper place and I had been officially invited by the brunette to visit their version of London and of course, I accepted. I was looking forward to that day, in the last letter I received, she told me that she would like to introduce Harry and Ronald, her boyfriend, to me. It is strange to think that I had heard everything about them, literally everything that happened at Hogwarts I knew from letters, but that we never actually talked.

On the day that the visit was finally going to happen, I was more nervous than I had imagined. At 9 am, I was just getting ready when I heard a huge noise in the living room and for a few seconds I was scared, until I remembered that the girl warned me that this would happen.

I could hear my parents' voices downstairs and I didn't even have to worry about hurrying, the only thing that caught my attention were the steps on the wooden stairs and then a light knock on the door.

- Come in, Mione - I replied calmly, knowing who I was as I finished putting on my boots.

- It's really impressive how you always guess right - she replied with a smile and came in, sitting next to me.

- It's not very difficult, nobody in this house really knocks on the door before entering, although I keep complaining about it - we both smiled at my comment and I continued - I thought you were going to bring Harry and Ronald - I commented getting up and she immediately laughed , leaving me confused.

- It is weird to hear you saying "Ronald" so formally, it seems that you do not know him- she explained to me and I had to laugh too.

- I think so too, but as I don't know him personally, it doesn't feel right to be informal, I can't explain it, but anyway, I'm ready to go.

We said goodbye to my parents before apparating to a street with several different stores. We walked a lot and it was nice to see how people were happier after all the terror that happened.

Many people stopped to talk to Mione, she tried to disguise it but I noticed perfectly how well it did her, as if the whole sacrifice was worth it because no one would have to suffer or be afraid anymore.

It was only at lunchtime that we met with the others at a restaurant, that I had to insist a lot to go and exchange my money because Hermione wanted to pay, since I was the guest of the day.

Along the way, I noticed how this London is more normal than I imagined it to be, I have to look closely to see the less drastic differences.

- Is it true that you see different colors from everyone ?? - the redhead asked unable to hold himself and I just laughed at Hermione's indignant expression - Ouch! What? It’s not true? - He put his hand behind his head, where he had been slapped by the brunette next to him.

We had come in less than 5 minutes ago, I thought it was going to be a lot more uncomfortable than it really was. Right after the introductions, Ronald asked me that question and I admit that I was a little surprised. I had no idea that Mione talked about me for them.

- It is true, colors work in a different way for me. Around everything there are colors popping out before my eyes - I tried to explain as easily as I could with a smile.

- Around people too ?? Around us now, have colors ?? - his eyes sparkled with excitement when I agreed - what do you see around me ?? - he added with interest in his voice.

- Many shades of red, blue and orange - I said after analyzing him for a few seconds.

- Hey, it reminds me of that book you gave me. The psychology of colors - her smile opened immediately when she remembered.

- Psychology? It couldn't have a better word for a title? Nobody in their right mind would read that - Ron leaned back in his chair and Harry's posture changed, as if he expected what was coming.

- That book has the meaning of each color, I like to think that colors describe people but since you are not interested, I will not say it - the two went from water to wine in a matter of seconds.

- We are interested, how could I not have been told about this before ?? - The brown-eyed boy looked at her as if he had been terribly betrayed.

- We had bigger concerns Ronald, since the first year you two took me into trouble that could have cost our life or our expulsion - she stared at him seriously and not a trace of remorse stamped his face.

- But you don't regret living all these adventures, right? It was fun at least, most of them - he replied leaning over to her with a wide smile.

- Well, some choices could be decided much more sensibly, we weren't that much of a child - she said moving away to the side as the other approached - what are you doing, Ronald? - her cheeks burned a light pink.

- What is the definition of red? - Harry said suddenly, taking my attention from the couple next to me, he looked as comfortable as I did.

- Well, usually strong emotions. Passion, love, anger .. I see it in all of you, but it is not up to me to point out exactly what it means in each case - I said looking at the three since I received attention from the lovebirds.

- And do you have proof of that? Is it really true ?? - He asked me again, even more curious.

- In terms of colors and meanings, yes, but as there are few people with my condition, no researcher has identified the relationship of colors with what is around them. I like to believe it's true, so far it's not wrong and I have tested it several times.

We continued talking animatedly, even after our orders arrived. The topic of colors continued until everyone was satisfied with their definitions and then they decided to tell me some mini adventures that they lived together, which I still didn't know about.

- And after all this episode with the spider, he had the courage to say that they didn't do it wrong, as if my head had almost been eaten by mistake - Ron said with wide eyes while gesturing non-stop.

We all laughed but I lost focus on the conversation as soon as two men stopped by our table, clearly father and son or something, due to the clear age difference. Both had friendly smiles on their faces, but the youngest one caught my attention the most.

I just managed to hear an echo in my head of what the conversation was about, I obviously wasn't looking at him because it would be rude and it's not the kind of thing I would have the courage to do shamelessly.

- We haven't seen each other in a while, Mr. Diggory, oh by the way, this is a friend of mine - Mione nodded at me and I smiled, just before I introduced myself and they did the same.

Cedric, it’s his name. I remained distracted by my own thoughts until a tap on the shoulder woke me up, they were no longer there but I could tell they were at a nearby table.

- Hey, I was talking to you - she said with an expression of indignation and a little bit of concern too - oh, finally back to this planet - she completed it as soon as she got my attention again.

- What were you going to say, Mione? - I felt my face heat up but I tried to hide it as much as possible, the less attention for this moment of mine the better.

The brunette decided to leave the questions for later and I thanked her internally for that. After we finished eating, it was just the two of us again since apparently both of the boys had plans for the rest of the day.

- Did something bother you earlier? You didn't even look at us - I heard her say as we walked out of the restaurant.

- Yes, but you don't have to worry about that, I just needed a few seconds to put my head in place - I hadn't even realized what that could mean until I saw the smile on her face.

- Was just one "hello" enough for your head to get out of place? Not that I'm judging, that's usually how it was at Hogwarts - her tone was a little bit malicious and I instantly slapped your arm.

- It was nothing like that, I had never seen anyone or anything with so many colors before. He had a rainbow of colors, I couldn't even process it properly - I used the lowest tone I could, after all we were still in public.

- Are you sure?? Your vision may have confused him with the whole background - the rational side spoke first and I shook my head - well, it doesn't seem like a coincidence. Cedric has always been the definition of Hufflepuff, I couldn't think of anyone else who could be a rainbow, literally speaking - her smile returned even more prominent.

As a last stop, we went back to Diagon Alley because apparently the desserts there were the best. I was about to find out if this is true or not, when Hermione told me she was going to get a book, which really isn't a surprise to anyone, so I enjoyed my chocolate cake alone, sitting at one of the round pink tables.

- Hey, I didn't expect to see you here - it definitely wasn't a female voice, so as I looked ahead there he was again.

- I would go anywhere to have such a good cake - we both smiled and I motioned him to sit on the currently empty chair - and what is your reason? I asked with one eyebrow raised.

- I'm working as a house elf today, my dad ordered a huge order here and I came to get it - maybe I had paid more attention than necessary to his smile, but who can judge me?

- I don't want to disturb you, it must be important - I tried to be the most sincere in those words, but most of me wanted his presence for a few more minutes.

- He won't mind waiting longer, I couldn't miss the opportunity to spend a few more minutes with such a beautiful girl - he dared to wink at me.

Before I could answer, the cashier who also owns the place came to our table personally and what she said made me blush hard.

- Hello, your father's order is ready, Mr. Diggory and we also have a special promotion for couples, if you are interested - her smile was loving.

Cedric was as speechless as I was, both overflowing with redness in our face and the lady did not seem to understand the situation at all, she brought another menu with options for couples to our table before leaving us alone again.

- This is not what I expected to happen, but this colorful cake looks really good - I blinked slowly and couldn't resist it, I had to laugh and the confused expression on his face made me laugh even more.

- That was a very HufflePuff way of dealing with the situation and, by the way, you should try it. It suits you after all - I commented before eating my own cake.

- Do you study at Hogwarts too? I mean, studied when it wasn’t destroyed.

- Oh no, I'm not a witch. I know a lot about it ‘cause of Hermione, apparently you're quite popular - again I noticed the pink on his cheeks increase and I must say, it's amusing to watch.

- Not quite popular for sure, what else you know about me? - He regained his confident posture and raised an eyebrow in my direction.

- Not beyond what I have already implied, but I would love to know more if it’s okay for you.

Where did I get that confidence from? I'm not sure, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity and my attitude seems to have taken him by surprise as much as me. The words disappeared from his mouth as I grinned.

- Is there a problem Cedric? - I was having more fun than I expected this afternoon.

- I should have asked you out, but you were faster - he said so seriously frustrated but my only desire is just to laugh.

- Oh, do you want to go out with me? I meant to get to know each other as friends - he stopped to analyze me and I tried to be serious but before he apologized, I held his hand - I was just kidding, I would love to go out with you - I winked at him before letting go.

- You are really ... my heart is not going to have a minute of peace from now on, is it?

- I will try to take it easy on you Diggory, but I don't know if I will be able to do it for long.

An hour later I left to look for Hermione with a promise from Cedric, we would meet again next week.

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4 years ago

All Too Well||Harry Potter

Pairing: Harry Potter x Reader/Sirius' Daughter

Summary: The Second Wizard War was over more than a month ago and everybody had scars that might never be fully healed. This is not a new concept for you, you lost everything you once had.

Warnings: The whole thing is really angst

Word Count: 2,2k

A/N: I absolutely loved to write this fic, it is my first request so I'm a bit nervous haha. I hope you all enjoy!

I was used to the pain, both physical and emotional. After a week of Tonks and Lupin's funeral, everything was empty and the pain was numb, I had no hope that this would end anytime soon.

Largo Grimmauld's house had stayed for me, but after everything that happened, I couldn't even think of putting my feet there. To be fair, anywhere I could possibly go would have memories that are too painful to bear, so I rented a room in the Leaky Cauldron until I had an idea of what to do with my life. I just didn't imagine it would take so long for that to happen.

Almost a month after the War was over, I had the willpower to go to the bank, as I was the last Black alive, everything that was in the coffers of those horrible people was now mine and they needed my consent to make the transfer.

To be honest I wish I had set fire to everything but unfortunately I needed money, my savings were almost over but I swore, even as a new millionaire, that I would not use anything more than necessary and that as soon as I had a job, I would return every penny, the minimum to make my father proud.

The next step took a few more days, visiting the abandoned house at Largo Grimmauld. For a few seconds I waited to see Kreacher there, which is really ironic, his bad mood would be the most comforting thing for me at the moment.

The pictures continued to scream, the mess was still in place, nothing new. There was no way I could live there at all, the few months I spent there were only possible because my father was there, Harry was there and obviously Mrs. Weasley's food helped a lot.

I haven't seen her since the Battle of Hogwarts, I knew that no Weasley would be against my visit, after all we were allies and even friends but I couldn't make it. They are dealing with their own losses and I know that He is there too.

He, it’s been a long time since I didn’t think about him or at least I wanted to fool myself thinking so. In the past year nothing has been able to take the eminent worry out of my heart, not for me but for him.

As I looked around the dusty room, I realized the stupid idea I had, here was the climax of my relationship with Harry.

- They would be very proud, you know - I said quietly looking at the brunette in the corner of my eye, he was looking at that picture again - not only because you are fighting as you can but because you are still you, you are still Harry, only Harry.

We were silent for a few seconds until I could see his green eyes staring at me in the pitch of the cold night, with only one lamp on and then he smiled, for how long I didn’t see his eyes shine so brightly?

- I guess only you think so but that's okay, I like just being Harry with you - he took one of my hands and we stayed like that, in silence, a moment of peace and quiet.

I felt an overwhelming urge to cry but I didn't allow myself to. Not after all this time that I was fixing the broken pieces of me. I took a deep breath and looked around, even though I knew there would be no one there, I went upstairs to my room.

Big mistake again, I already knew what would be waiting for me up there.

- Harry, what are you doing here ?? My dad will kill you if he finds out you are in my room! - I was in shock with the little love he had for his own life, since Sirius' room was right next to mine.

- And who said he needs to find out? In fact, we are not doing anything inappropriate, I just… - he didn't want to admit it, but it was always obvious, the dark circles under his eyes gave away his sleepless nights.

The only thing I did was make room on the bed, which was enough to make him smile and lie down with me. We didn't sleep, we just kept talking until the tiredness won us over but even without sleep, I felt that I was helping in some way.

I walked calmly through the room, it was the same way I had left it, the bed untied and the light blue paint already peeling, I opened the closet and started to take some clothes off the hangers.

I was sure that I would return there, that everything would work out, that I could somehow form a home at some point and how wrong I was...

The third step towards my full recovery was one of the most difficult decisions I had to make. Admitting that there was no more space for me in London, that I was alone and I could do nothing about it, that I needed to leave everything behind and start over once and for all.

In the meantime, I often visited that house. I was not ready to let go, even the things I hated the most there, which is basically everything.

The last step was to say goodbye, so I visited Tonks and Lupin’s grave, I also visited Andromeda for the first time and finally met Teddy Lupin. He was adorable as I had imagined, with his mother's colored hair.

I said that I needed to be away for a while and she replied the only thing I didn't expect to hear.

- I understand dear, but know that you can always have a home here with us - her voice gave me a comfort that I didn't know I needed until then.

- I will remember it fondly and I will really come back, I want to be in the life of this little one here, if you let me - and then, her response came with a motherly hug, I couldn't contain myself anymore.

I couldn't take the weight of the pain alone and she didn't say one word until I calmed down. If I wasn’t as broken as I knew I was, I wouldn't have left her house anytime soon.

Apparating in front of the Burrow wasn't the most difficult part, even though I didn't completely master the apparition. I changed my mind at least 10 times before I reached the door and another 5 times before I knocked.

The sky was completely black, but the storm clouds covered the view of the moon and stars, no sound from inside the house was made and so I tried again and waited patiently.

- Y/N… my dear, what are you doing here in the middle of the night? Come in, you must be cold - the red-haired woman was wearing a purple robe and the only change I noticed was her tired eyes and lacking the natural glow inside them.

- I'm sorry for suddenly appearing here Molly, I wanted to say goodbye - I spoke as soon as I entered the room, almost as cold as outside.

- Are you moving dear? You should have warned me before, I could have made you a farewell party - she guided me to the kitchen and I was sure I wouldn't leave without a cup of tea.

I tried to stay as calm as possible, but I couldn't convince my heart to do the same. The sofa, the dining table and even the stairs...

- RONALD WEASLEY COME HERE NOW - the irritated voice of the matriarch echoed across the walls of the house, giving goosebumps to those who were unused, that is, Harry and me.

- It's always like that? - I asked slightly intimidated to the boy with glasses next to me.

- You haven't seen anything yet - said Ron as he passed us on the stairs and went down to face his mother's anger over some mess he had made.

We were 12 years old and I couldn't say that we were close friends, who would be friends with the daughter of a murderous traitor? Why did they invite me? I didn't even remember.

- And where do you want to go? I've heard of several good places to live in the countryside - the smell of tea brought me to reality and then I noticed his gaze under me.

- Well, I'm going to spend some time in the United States - I replied with the confidence that still remained in my body, if it had been in another situation I would have found the expression of surprise on her face really amusing.

We stayed for a few seconds in silence drinking tea until she answered me a little more calmly.

- If you're sure, I can only tell you to take care and keep in touch. I understand that this adaptation period has not been easy for any of us. If that's what you need to heal yourself ... - her face fell a bit and I noticed right away.

- Do you want to hear about the place where I'm staying? - I asked with a small smile and little by little she got excited again.

As I did not want to bother her beyond the point I already was, after the tea we said goodbye with a hug still in the kitchen, when we arrived in the living room we hugged again and I had the same feeling as when I hugged Andromeda earlier. I never had a mother and after so long, it seems that I got two maternal figures who really cared about me.

- Don't forget to send me a lot of pictures, okay? - before I could answer, we both turned around as soon as we heard a noise on the stairs.

There was no one there and even if there was, it would be difficult to distinguish a silhouette in the middle of the darkness formed in that area, but for a few seconds I managed to see an unowned foot before it disappeared.

- I really need to go Molly, can you tell the others that I'll be in touch soon, please? - she confirmed with a smile and I left without giving a second look at that staircase.

Why was he spying and listening to the conversation? My life has been around the actions of Harry Potter for a long time, but it has been years since the direct contact was over, until now. Why now? Why do I have to remember him again? Why do I have to walk around being a shadow of what I once was?

- Can you sit down and talk to me? - His voice sounded irritated for no plausible reason.

- Oh sure, do you want me to sit and listen to all the reasons why you don’t love me anymore? Do you want to put more salt on the wound or what? - my usual sarcasm was multiplied by 1000, even though I knew that Harry hated that.

I didn't wait for an answer and immediately left his empty dormitory towards the Gryffindor common room, which by luck or a lot of planning on his part, was also empty.

- You know that I have strong feelings for you, but not as befor- can you grow a little at least once? - his steps came behind me and I felt his gaze piercing my back, until I couldn't take it anymore and I turned to look at him.

- You already made your point clear yesterday Harry, if you want to break up alright, but I will not be silent hearing about how you fell in love with another girl- and for the first time he did not answer me back - Yeah, do you really think that I wouldn't notice? I was the first to see it, believe it or not. My mistake was to close my eyes and pretend that everything was fine between us.

He found no words to answer me and I was too tired to hear anything else.

- I will return your things and you can feel free to do whatever you want to, our conversation is over.

Some women passed behind me in the bathroom, I knew what was going on in their heads, "what's wrong with her?" or "why is she crying?" but I didn't mind and kept looking straight into that foggy airport mirror.

As soon as the door slammed and I knew I was alone for a few minutes, I closed my eyes and then made a promise to myself.

- I'll be back and I won't even remember why I had to forget you in the first place.

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4 years ago

One Shots

The First Meeting (F)

Your life takes a 360º turn when you discover that you are a witch and that you are going to study and live in a world completely different from yours. In the midst of so much change, you meet a boy who is feeling the same.

All Too Well(A)

The Second Wizard War was over more than a month ago, everyone left with scars that might never be fully healed, this is not a new concept for you.

Worth The Pain - Part of the Soulmate series (F/A)

It's been days since your 15° birthday, yet still not a single sign of your soulmate mark, but fate it is not that cruel and have its plans made for you.

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