Hermione Granger One Shots and Shorts

Embarrassed

Modern au
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Y/n's POV

Other than being in front a large crowd, what I hate more is being embarrassed in front of them.

Forcing me to do something in front of people I know nothing of is one thing, and embarrassing me in front of them just makes me want to kill myself already.

"What L/n? Are you gonna cry like a little baby?" Hermione smirks evily, slapping my food tray out of my hands, making it fall to the floor, staining my shoes.

Tears forms in my eyes as she taunts me, fighting so hard not to let them fall.

"Look everyone! Itty bitty baby Y/n's gonna cry home to her momma- oh shoot, you don't have a mum, do you?"

"Shut up!" I shout, getting enough of her stupid voice.

She just chuckles darkly, "You have no right shouting at me. Just sing, and go home in peace."

"No."

"No? You weren't so shy when you were singing in the bathroom earlier." She says, making everyone laugh at her words as my breathing became uneven.

She walks closer, whispering in my ear. "Do it, or else you'll get it in front of this people. You don't want that, do you?"

I remain silent, averting my eyes to the side, avoiding her gaze.

"Boys, hold her."

Her friends, Ronald and Harry advance towards me, making me walk backward. They both grab one of my arms and lock me in place.

"Let me go!" She watches in amusement as I struggle to get out of their hold.

"You'll know not to disobey me once I'm done with you."

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I wince as I look at my face at a mirror. Bruises and cuts on my face can be seen, blood trickling down my nose while I clean myself up. Flinching every once in a while when I put too much pressure.

The door behind me opens, making me glance behind me from the mirror. I roll my eyes and scoff at the person.

"Hey baby!" Hermione greets, hugging me from behind.

I just ignore her, forcing her arms to let go of me. Walking to my bathroom to get more bandages.

She follows behind me, confused. "What's wrong?" She grabs my wrist, wincing as I feel a bruise forming there.

"Nothing." I pull my hand off of her grasp and walk away.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" She shouts, making me flinch unexpectedly.

I feel the fire in my veins as anger takes over me. Turning around to face her, I replied. "What is wrong with me? I should be the one asking you that! I thought you loved me?!"

"What are you talking about? I do love you!" She answers back defensively.

"Then how could you easily embarrass me in front of everyone! I wouldn't mind the embarrassment if it came from anyone else, but you? It just hurts tenfold when it comes from you!"

"Y/n, I'm not-"

I cut her off, "You know, my life was better without you." feeling my tears finally flow. "I'm better off without you."

"Don't say that," she says, walking closer to me in attempt to hold my hand. "I love you."

"Don't touch me!" I slap her hand away, walking away from her, to our bedroom.

I grab a bag from the closet and started packing my essentials, doing it swiftly while avoiding her gaze.

"W- what are you doing? Y/n please, we can talk about this-"

"I'm done talking. You really think I'd talk to you after today? What you did was out of line." I face her as I zipped the bag, pulling on the necklace she gave me and tossing it her way.

"We're done."

She watches as I walk out of the house. Leaving my other half behind, in pieces.

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No part 2. I mean it! I see you typing for part two already. No.

This is how it ends, so deal with it.

I just realized this chap didn't really make sense, but okay.