Hermione Granger One Shots and Shorts

Hair Tie

Pov: Y/n is... whipped. So whipped.

There's no plot whatsoever with this one-

Let's say this is a college au..

Y/n's POV

I was just staring at nothingness, imaginine scenarios where my life was better, when a sweet but stern voice made me jump.

"L/n!"

I literally jump in my seat, turning my head to where the voice was.

"Aah! Wha-"

I was about to shout at the person when I saw her face. Hermione Granger, the prettiest girl in the world.

Wait- HERMIONE GRANGER??

She was looking at the papers in her grasp, handing me one with my name on.

Shit, "oh! It's just you! Haha" I laugh nervously, scratching the back of my neck, taking the paper from her.

"You scared-" looking back up from the paper, I find no Hermione.

Andd she's gone

"-me." I mumble under my breath, releasing a sigh as I watch her hand out our classmates their test papers.

Speaking of, how'd I do?

Looking at the top right corner of my paper, a grin rises on my face seeing '43/50' written with a red pen.

"Not bad." I tell myself proudly, genuinely happy that I'm getting good marks(finally).

It's not everyday you see me actually trying to get a good grade.

"Y/n! What'd you get?" Pansy asks, stealing the paper from my hands, making me cringe at the slight wrinkle her grip made.

"A crumpled paper, thanks to you!" I scoff, taking my paper back, before showing her my score.

"I got a 43." I say nonchalantly, shrugging my shoulders. "I would've done better if only I focused on this part of the lesson. But this works too I guess."

"The fuck?! Let me see!" She grabs my paper back, crumpling it more.

"Will you stop doing that!" I whined, slaping her hand.

"There's no way you actually got a high score! Who are you and what did you do to my best friend!" She shouts, acting like I wasn't the same Y/n who got negative points in an exam before..

Is it even possible to get negative points? If yes, then I'd be surprised as her too.

To be honest, I wasn't really trying to get a good grade for myself. I'm just, trying to reach standards. Her standards..

And maybe, impress a special someone.

"Hello? Earth to Y/n?" Pansy smacks the hand holding my face up, making my head drop on the desk with a thud

"Ow! You fucking asshole!" I yell, punching her arm while caressing my reddening chin.

She just snickers as she watches me scratch my chin, "What just happened there? It looked like you were daydreaming." She comments, wigglin her brows as she nudges me with her shoulder, making me slap it.

About a certain bushy haired girl, yes.

"Pfft, I was not!"

I was.

"Yeah, sure Y/n. I totally believe you. Mhm." She nods exageratingly, sarcastically grinning from ear to ear.

"Stop that." I make a disgusted face, rolling my eyes as I turn away from her.