"hermione granger - smitten and infuriated
with damien nott, what could go wrong?"
when a muggle born named hermione granger
just wants to love damien nott, but the world
seemed to be against them as they were just
two worlds apar...
what's your name, miss? Granger, Hermione Granger.
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EVERYTHING IS B L U E
When Miss Little Perfect, Hermione Jean Granger, found herself nursing an unexpected crush on a third-year Slytherin, it was hardly under ordinary circumstances. He just so happened to possess the very book she'd been tirelessly searching for.
Her voice was soft, barely above a whisper, yet it carried the weight of her concern. It was a simple gesture-gentle words spoken in the quiet solitude of the library-but it melted her heart to see him like this. Vulnerable. The façade he so carefully crafted for the rest of the world, the cold detachment and sharp wit that defined him as a Slytherin, seemed to crumble entirely when it was just the two of them.
Many disapproved of their closeness, her house most of all. Gryffindors were supposed to be brave, accepting, the epitome of courage and fairness. But when it came to those from other houses-especially Slytherins-all those lofty ideals were discarded as easily as tossing parchment into the fireplace. It was a bitter irony, one she was all too aware of, yet she couldn't bring herself to care. Not when it came to him.
Damien suppressed a soft chuckle as he reached out, his fingers brushing away a stray strand of hair that had fallen over her face. She was too busy muttering spells under her breath, her wand tracing delicate patterns as she worked to heal the bruise marring his cheekbone. His lips quirked into a playful smirk, though his grey eyes held a glimmer of fondness.
"It's Quidditch, darling. What did you expect?" he retorted, his tone light but edged with humour.
Hermione paused, fixing him with a pointed look, though the corners of her lips twitched upward. "Of course, Captain," she teased, the title slipping from her lips with a mock formality.
A soft laugh escaped her as she leaned in, pressing a lingering kiss against his jawline, her lips warm against the coolness of his skin. She rested her head on his shoulder, the tension in her body easing as his steady presence enveloped her.
"I just wish..." she murmured, her voice tinged with melancholy, "...that the world could be kinder."
Damien didn't respond immediately. Instead, he wrapped an arm around her, his fingers tracing idle patterns on her back. He didn't have the words to fix it, not now, but his silence was comforting, speaking of understanding and an unspoken promise to stand by her, no matter how unkind the world might be.
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DAMIEN NOTT is everything a girl wants. His soft looks and smart like personality with a family heritage on his name. He was everything that a pureblood girl would want, well who would have that he has fallen himself over a muggle born whom every guy have themselves smitten for?
🪼⋆｡𖦹°🫧⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ❪ part one of the paradox series! ❫ ࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ 3GOISTS , 2025 ⊹ ˑ ִ ֶ 𓂃 all rights reserved. ❪ 2025 ❫
