"And what was that conversation about?" Hermione growled towards me. I shivered. "Y/n! Say something."
"No-nothing," great you moron now she knows you're scared. I was scared of her, and I am certain that most people should've been. She was scarier than Voldemort.
"I heard my name!"
"Hermione it was no-"
"Don't lie, what was it?"
"It was no-"
"Don't say that," she warned.
"Fine, I like you! I was telling Ron I liked you! That enough for you," I blurted, she stared back in awe. I had no clue what came over me, or what I was even saying but, she kissed me, and that was all that mattered.
Maybe we got married.. maybe we broke up three weeks later, who knows?
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Hermione Granger Imagines
FanfictionA mix of Hermione Granger, fluff, mad, cute, clingy. A collection of everyone's favorite bookworm. ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛꜱ ⁻ˢʷᵉᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ ⁻ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ ⁻ʰᵉʳᵐⁱᵒⁿᵉ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵍᵉʳ ⁻ᵗᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗᵒᵖⁱᶜˢ ⁻ᵏⁱˢˢⁱⁿᵍ ⁻ˡᵒᵛᵉ ⁻ʲᵉᵃˡᵒᵘˢʸ Requests are opened. i own no characters xx, J.K Rowling has all...