Uhm, I don't know how to explain this without spoiling so. Have fun reading I guess?
I got the idea from TikTok
tw: blood, knife (kinky, no lol jk), and being a psychopath :)
Imma cut this in parts cause why not?
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Hermione's POV
"So tell me. What's your favorite color, Hermione?" Ronald asks me as he make his way towards me slowly.
Not waiting for my answer, he whispers "Mine's purple." A wicked smile makes it's way to his face, giving me the chills.
He leans forward so our faces were inches apart. Then suddenly, he grips my neck tightly with his dominant hand. I tried my best gasping for air making him grin evilly.
But then, he pulls away and slowly looks down. "Red. I love red" I pulled back the knife, away from his body making blood spill everywhere. "Goodnight Ronald."
And just like that, he drops to the floor unconscious as his blood stains my white fur carpet. "Aww Roni, you ruined my carpet! I guess I'll have to buy a new one then."
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"Why did you have to be so heavy, huh?" I asked as I carry the trashbag where I put him in. I opened my front door and got out.
While I walk to the trash bin in front of my house I see a woman looking at me in my peripheral view I ignored her as continued to carry this load of rubbish.
Clearly struggling, the woman walks over to me and and says "Hey, let me help you. Your trash seems heavy."
Glancing to my side, I immediately notice the woman wearing a Police uniform. Oh for Merlin's sake! I don't need this right now!
"No thanks. I can handle it." I replied as I walked faster towards the bin. She looks at me with furrowed brows before muttering an 'oh'.
"Miss. I will stop you right there. You will come with me, right now." She says in a stern voice. Merlin that was hot. I mean- HERMIONE FOCUS!
Still flustered by her voice I stuttered "W- what?! Why?!" I panicked inside.
She walks closer to me as I froze on my spot. Slowly leaning to my ear, she whispers "Come with me. I know a better place to hide a body." My eyes widened but I still nodded and followed this woman.
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"Fuck. Can you go any deeper?" I asked her as she panted for air.
"I'm trying okay?!" She says exhasperatedly.
"Go get your shovel and help dig with me." She says as she goes back to work and digs a deeper hole.
Me being the stubborn bitch I am doesn't oblige and says "No one tells me what to do!"
"If you don't want this body found, you better shut the fuck up before I shut you up. Go get a shovel, and fucking help." She says the last words with a deep stern voice making me all flustered again.
I sigh and go to get myself a shovel. Honestly, how did I get myself here? A Police officer, helping me hide a body? Wait- what if I just leave the body with her?! I'm such a genius!
"Bye-bye officer! I'm outta here!" I'm shout as I run away from the abandoned forest.
I ran as fast as I could until my feet hurts from the distance I traveled. As I pant for air I realise that the sun has set and it's now dark while I'm in the middle of nowhere. I'm glad I got out of this one easily, I just gotta find my way home now.
So do I go left or right? Straight it is. After walking in the same direction for more or less 15 minutes, I saw a road. Welp, at least I have somewhere to go now.
Following the direction of the road for some time, there was finally a bright light that blinded me. There was a car coming my way, I immediately waved my arms for them to stop but people these days seem to be ignorant that's why I settled on waving for another.
Ah, finally. The second car stopped slowly as it parked in front of me. The window dropped and revealed who was inside making my smile upside down. No, it didn't make me 'elims' it made me frown.
"Where d'you think you're going?" She asks me.
"Away from an officer like you." I respond while crossing my arms over my chest to seem intimidating.
"Ah, it seems like you don't know who I am. Is that right, miss Granger?" She asks me making my heartbeat beat faster than I could say 'Leviosa'.
"H- how do y- you know my name!" I stuttered in panick.
I must've made my face cause she's currently laughing at my surpised expression.
"Hermione Granger, most known as Herms. Second most wanted murderer that stabs her every victim. You leave your symbol on your victims left wrist. The same symbol that's on the left wrist of the body I just burried."
I was too stunned to speak.