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Hermione sniffles as she stands up and grabs her bag, wanting nothing more but to dash out of the classroom. She was highly aware of the not so subtle stares and whispers directed at her.
Her vision is rather blurry as she made her way out of the classroom. She began to get frustrated at herself.
Get your shit together, Hermione.
She rested her back against a random locker, bringing her hands up to her face. Her hands were trembling, her chest heaving.
Then suddenly, familiar hands made their way to hers, a familiar scent acting as a gentle healing balm, calming her down in almost an instant. (Y/N) pryed her hands off her face, her features softening at the look on Hermione's face.
Hermione looked up at the taller girl, eyes bloodshot and sparkling with tears running down her cheeks, the tip of her nose a shade of red.
And shit. She looks so pretty.
(Y/N)'s eyebrows furrow at the sight, the little sniffles that the tinier girl let out sent a tug at her heartstrings. She doesn't know what to do, but it all feels natural as she instinctively pressed her lips against Hermione's temple, murmuring a quiet apology against it.
"I'm sorry, princess-" (Y/N) murmurs without even stuttering, the nickname rolling off her tongue with ease, as though she said it a million times before.
(Y/N) has to bite her inner cheek as she realised her mistake. She watched as Hermione's sad eyes blew to a look of surprise, her pupils dilating. Hermione could hear her heartbeat and she thinks her knees are wobbling yet again.
She opens her mouth to say something. "Hermione! Are you okay?"
(Y/N) backs away from the artist as a ginger haired boy enters the scene, his freckled face contorted in concern as he looked at Hermione, then (Y/N).
(Y/N) just stuffs her hands in the pockets of her leather jacket, while the ginger looked at her with a stony face.
"I'm fine, Ron-"
"You." spoke Ron, pointing a finger at (Y/N).
(Y/N) quirked up an eyebrow. "Me." she replied nonchalantly.
"You- what did you do to her?"
(Y/N) doesn't know but she feels a wave of jealousy wash over her. She could probably list a million things that she's done to Hermione, a million things that this stupid carrot top wished that he could do.
"I was just apologizing."
"You did something to her- do you know who I am?-"
"You tell me, carrot top." sighed (Y/N) in a bored manner. She scanned the ginger, noticing the varsity jacket. "You think you're so tough just because you're in the school's team?"
"Yeah, so if you think you're gonna get a chance at making it-"
"Harry's the captain. And as far as I know, I'm his best woman in his future wedding." yawned (Y/N).
"Listen here, you-"
"Enough." Hermione spoke up with an exasperated shake of her head. "You two are acting like children. Let's go, Ron."
(Y/N)'s eyebrows furrow as Hermione snaked her hand around Ron's arm, turning away. Hermione looks back at (Y/N) as they walked away, sending her a quiet apology with a half smile.
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"Where's Harry?"
Ginny questioned as she sat down on one of the lunch tables, filled with a mix of jocks and cheerleaders, her usual friend group. Hermione's head shoots up at the question.
"Over there. With (Y/N)." informed Hannah Abbott, jerking her head in their direction.
They see (Y/N) laughing and conversing with Harry, Draco, Blaise, and Pansy. Hermione frowns and it has nothing to do with her tray of lunch.
It's been awhile since she saw (Y/N) laugh like that.
Must be nice, she thought.
"She's quite cute, no?" Cho Chang spoke with a shy smile.
"Hot." Fleur Delacour nodded her head in agreement. "I think I'll approach her later today."
Hermione's eyebrows furrow and she's suddenly not so hungry.
"What if she's not interested in you?" Hermione chimed in while absentmindedly stabbing her piece of chicken with her fork.
"Veela charm always works out in the end." winked Fleur, running a hand through her perfect blonde hair.
Hermione figures that her jealousy is written all over her face, because Ginny has to nudge her arm from beside her, wearing a smirk that the brunette knows all too well.
"I'll invite her to the party tonight." Fleur decided. It was only natural for the seniors to throw a party on the first day back. "You coming this time, Hermione?"
Hermione stopped going to parties around 2 years ago.
"Yes."
Ginny's eyes widened and nearly spat out her food, but instead she chokes and the whole table has to help her out.
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The Hows Of Us ( Hermione x Female Reader )
Fanfiction"So when you kissed me it was casual? When you held me with the lightest touch, it was casual? When you looked at me that way, it was just casual, (Y/N)?" Hermione Granger, a young artist in her senior year of highschool finds her muse, who also jus...