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you had been teasing hermione all day by wearing a short skirt and bending down showing her your pretty little clothed pussy, until hermione finally had enough and is gonna get revenge on you.

your head was placed neatly on the desk, arms surrounding your face as you sighed, not in the mood for another boring potions class. you look at your girlfriend who tapping her fingers on the table, ugh why does it turn you on?

you close your eyes trying to let your mind drift off to other things since it’s not really a good time to be horny, but you still clench your thighs hoping hermione wouldn’t notice. well she did. “look at you clenching your thighs like a stupid little whore.”

sneakily placing her hands on your knees and spreading your legs apart, she brings his fingers to your panties, rubbing the damp fabric over you clothed pussy making you whine but quickly cover your mouth with your hand.

she pulls your panties to the side, feeling your clit throb on her fingers. “will you look at that, my slut it all wet for me. mione’s gonna make you cum right here right now, and you’re gonna keep quiet aren’t you?” you gulped and slowly nodded, careful to not catch other people’s attention.

hermione waisted no time slipping her ring finger inside your soppy cunt with no warning, making you roll your eyes into the back of your head. you rest your hand on the table, closing your eyes and trying to keep yourself from making any noise.

hermione adds another finger, curling them inside you and hitting just the right spots that you knew only she could hit. “r-right there mione.” you babbled quietly, making her chuckle. “is mommy hitting the right spot?” she asks raising her eyebrows.

you nod eagerly, not even caring if anyone saw you anymore. it felt too good. hermione fingers you hard and fast, her hand starting to cramp, but she couldn’t care less. all she cared about was your face scrunched up in pleasure. “how does that feel puppy? tell me how good that feels baby.”

you could only moan into your hand as a response, driving hermione crazy. you feel your orgasm build up, and bite your lip making it almost bleed while hermione continued her rough ministrations on your pussy. “i can feel you clenching, cumming already? stupid whore.”

a smirk grows on her lips as she purposely lets her pencil fall to the floor, being able to sneak under the table to see your pussy throbbing and your legs spasming while you cum. “cum for me, princess.” your legs shake under the table as you squirt all over hermione’s hand and forearm.

hermione sits back on her chair, licking her fingers with a pop and rubbing your back soothingly. “did so good f’me, my good little puppy. my girl.” your breathing slowly starts to regulate and you relax under her touch, letting hermione press a kiss to your temple and head.

maybe potions class wasn’t as boring as you thought.

a/n : if you enjoyed this fic, please reblog. it helps so much. love y’all. MUAH 💋

happy birthday to one of my first comfort characters

some drarry based on a text post

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Short disclaimer: 1. This oneshot/drabble (idk what) was written with/inspired by the song Photograph by Ed Sheeran, so the lyrics are in italics, 2. This is my first every actual fic that I've written, I know it will be rough so expect typos, mistakes, and a sucky storyline.

I actually kinda like it but that's besides the point and I think this will flop

Feedback is encouraged, constructive criticism is awesome🥺

Word count: about 1k words i think

Warnings: angst with a fluffy ending, (very small) mentions of death, very plot heavy = not much dialogue sorry

Wait for me to come home.

That's what she said when she left. Hermione Granger. The girl who stole your heart. The girl who left you smitten. The girl who left you. It wasn't her choice. I mean, what choice did she have? It was Harry or Harry's death. So she left. Voldemort was getting stronger, she told you. They had to find the horcruxes, they said. Someone had to stay behind and make sure Hogwarts was safe. Someone had to stay. And that someone was you.

Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes,

But it's the only thing that I know.

When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes.

It is the only thing makes us feel alive.

Those months without her were agony. Life without her wasn't the same. When she left, she took a part of you with her. A part that can't be replaced. It was a necessary piece of yourself that you couldn't get back unless you got her back too. She was your everything. And she was gone.

We keep this love in a photograph

We made these memories for ourselves

Where our eyes are never closing

Hearts are never broken

And time's forever frozen, still.

You held onto a picture you two had taken together. Hermione and you, in a meadow, holding each other close. You remember the soft grass beneath your bare feet, and the feeling of her arms around your waist. You watched as her smile never wavered in the picture, giggling at something stupid you said. She was wearing a beautiful blue sundress, you remembered how she adored that dress. Your smile was enough to tell an entire story. It was a story full of late night writing sessions, holding hands in the library, sweet forehead kisses, and endless jokes. That smile hadn't appeared since she left. It was hard to believe you were so happy back then. It was hard to believe you could ever be that happy again.

So you can keep me

Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans

Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet

You won't ever be alone,

Wait for me to come home.

She was your everything, and when your everything is gone, you're only a shell of yourself. Your other friends had noticed. You had shadows haunting your eyes, you were pale and sullen. You weren't yourself without her. When your world is shaken, you hold onto all you have left. But what happens when all you have left is taken too?

Oh, you can fit me,

Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen,

Next to your heartbeat where I should be.

Keep it deep within your soul.

You would fall asleep at night, holding a locket Hermione gave you. She received it as a gift, and it was so dear to her. She gave it to you before she left. She pressed it into your hand and whispered to you. She whispered words of hope, words that you replayed in your mind every night. The last sentence she said was the one you hung onto dearly. It was all you had left.

"Wait for me to come home."

And if you hurt me

Well, that's okay, baby, only words bleed

Inside these pages, you just hold me

And I won't ever let you go.

You were by the Black Lake. You would seek shelter there everyday from the judgemental stares, the persecution of Carrows and the cold reality of life. You shivered. You had sat there months before with her. Life was so simple then. And you resented it. You resented this place. You resented it because she had embedded herself into the lake. She had embedded herself into so many factions of your life. Wherever you looked, she was there. And it hurt. You collapsed onto the cold ground, finally allowing yourself to give in to despair. For all you know, she could be dead. Not one owl had come from her. Not one. No news, nothing. The tears prickled at the corners of your eyes, clouding your vision. Ron and Harry could be dead too. Your real friends could be gone forever, and you had no way of knowing. The light of hope you had clung to since she left went out. You sobbed. What else was there to do?

And if you hurt me

That's okay, baby, only words bleed

Inside these pages, you just hold me

And I won't ever let you go

Wait for me to come home

Wait for me to come home

Wait for me to come home

Wait for me to come home.

You sat there for hours, not caring about what classes you should be at or if anyone noticed. The tears were still fresh on your face when you heard someone approaching, but you didn't quite care at this point.

"Y/n?" A shaky voice behind you questioned. You hardly heard it, your head was nestled into your knees, and you were wiping away your tears, sniffling as quietly as you could.

"You'll have to excuse me, I'm having a crying session," came your muffled reply.

"Y/n," the voice whispered it this time, but you heard it clearly. Time seemed to stop. You stood up and whipped around, your hair flying into your face, but you didn't care. Your heart dropped into your stomach as you faced the person you had dreamt about seeing once more for so many months. You hesitated.

"Hermione?" You whispered softly, your eyes threatening to tear up again. This couldn't be real. She was here? But the glimmer of tears in her own eyes assured you that this was real.

"I'm home," she replied, and the first genuine smile in months appeared on your face. She sprinted to your side, knocking you over as she embraced you. You fell over with her right next to you. Your tears mingled with hers as you rested your forehead against Hermione's.

You spent the rest of the day in her arms, both of you sobbing randomly many times, from joy or relief, neither of you could tell. The hurt, the pain, and the sorrow you had been experiencing vanished entirely with a peck on the cheek, a sweet caress. The world was so uncertain. So many things were left unknown. But all you knew is that a piece of your heart had been mended, a piece that had been broken for far too long.

Wait for me to come home.

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Face Your Fears

Hermione Granger x Fem! Reader

𝗮/𝗻: This is my first lgbtq fic so to say I’m nervous is a vast understatement. I’m also going by the movie scene for this because I’m too lazy to type out everything from the book lol.

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I walk down the halls with my cousin and his annoying band of dimwits. Draco was yammering on and on to Pansy about how much his arm hurt and I wanted nothing more than to charm his mouth shut. 

But as we passed Potter talking with Weasley and Granger, Draco let his conversation stop and followed through with a loud scoff.

(You go on a double date with your gf Hermione, you both get handsy under the table)

“why do we have to go”

You whine as Hermione grabs your hand as you both walk through the snow into Three Broomsticks, she gave you a stone faced look and shook her head

“because we promised Harry and Ginny, it won’t be bad”

she said assuringly as she pulled you in by your coat collar to give you a small peck on the lips. You have been with Hermione for over a year now

“okay whatever you say” you smirk as you let her pull you along till you get to the booth with Harry and Ginny, them two sitting in the same booth

“Y/n, Hermione, Hey!” Harry smiled as he greeted the both of you, Ginny was in the corner looking at the menu and she gave you guys a small wave and a grin.

“Sorry it took us so long, I got out of class late and Y/n fell asleep at the dormitory and it was a whole fiasco” Mione giggled as she slid in the booth, you after her.

“that’s quite alright” Ginny smiled

‘great this is awkward’. you thought

You all looked through the menu and ordered your drinks and had decided what you wanted to eat.

Harry was rambling on and on about some rubbishy to do with you-know-who, to be honest you couldn’t pay attention because you noticed what Hermione had worn. You could feel your face become hot as you realized she wore her plaid pencil skirt with a tucked in turtle neck and her long brown coat, she always said the coat made her look professional. You still kept staring at her bare thighs that looked so smooth to touch-

“so Y/n” you jumped, clearing all the pervy thoughts from your brain

“yeah sorry, what were we talking about”

“How you did on the exam” Hermione giggled, her words were very airy, you could tell she knew that you had been flustered

“I uh, I passed, Mione helped me” you stuttered out, you learned your lesson and started paying attention

“I helped you study alright” she muttered under her breath only for you to hear and you

you choked on your water, remembering the night she helped you study, that things got very heated between you two, not sex, but very close. Hermione looked over and saw you putting the pieces together and started to giggle. Harry and Ginny were in a very serious conversation which Hermione would chime in every once in a while but for the most part you had her attention

“Let me tell you the nerve of professor Cleary today,” she started, you knew that once she started on a tangent that involved school that she would be going for awhile. you watched her start to pull out her hand motions and bang her fists on the table, you thought her spunk was really cute. Harry and Ginny were laughing and I think Hermione was gonna blow a fuse the way she was talking about this teacher

“she gave me a B, she should’ve just failed me, it’s honestly insulting” she roared across the table

“don’t even get me started on my Goblin grower project” she began another tangent and you had gotten bored, these were stories Hermione had already told you, and you kept looking down at her legs

you put your hand on her thigh and she kept talking but she began to stutter

“i-uh- Ssshe” she wavered, but eventually gotten used to it with a few side glares at you, you were looking completely invested in the conversation like nothing was like even going on. You began to rub her thigh dangerously close to the hem of her skirt, you watched all of the red rise to her face and she stopped speaking completely and sank back into the booth. she glared at you with her big brown eyes and mouthed “thin ice” as she grabbed your hand and slid it off her leg

All four of you were now talking and having a long conversation, you still weren’t completely paying attention because you were focused on trying to piss Hermione off and turn her on in front of her friends. You had the need to make your small, innocent girlfriend flustered.

as you all talked you started to slide your hand in between her thighs, her thighs were warm and you wanted badly to be between them but this was the next best thing.

she looked slightly pissed off but you didn’t wanna push her buttons so you slid your hand out of her thighs and you saw her smirk which made you red

you returned your hand to your lap and held them there when you felt a tug on your jacket, you looked down to see Hermiones hand held onto your jacket. then you watched as she flipped you off under the table, you giggled, you left her hand on your jacket. you looked up and she rolled her eyes at you while still holding the conversation with Harry and Ginny. she had slowly grabbed your hand and brought it back to between her legs, she kept her hand on yours and started to guide your hand under her skirt, you looked at her and she was still unphased, keeping a normal conversation with Harry. You then decided to start rubbing her over her panties

“Oh Merlin” Hermione choked out into a cough

“What was that mione” Harry asked tilting his head

“Oh I said Oh Merlin because it’s freezing in here” she lied as she fake shivered and gripped her jacket. She then gave you a glare and brought her hand back down with yours, this time she used her hand to help your hand under her panties, to feel her wetness. ‘That’s it, she has lost her mind’ you slid your hand out and saw Hermione lose tenseness

“Dinner was good don’t you think” you say, bringing your fingers to your mouth to lick off Hermione’s wetness, playing it off as left over dinner on your fingers. You saw her eyes widen as she began to play with her hair

“yes very good!” Harry and Ginny agree

“Oh Shoot! I just remembered Y/n and I promised Luna we would help her with something” Hermione crammed as she shoved you out of the booth and placing coins on the table and apologizing to Ginny and Harry

“Oh yeah I forgot!” you lied as you also began to wave goodbye as Hermione was basically brawling you out of the restaurant, she dragged you to the alley way and pushed you against the wall

“I swear why can’t you touch me like that when we ARE NOT in public, you’re an idiot” she said slapping your shoulder. You could tell there were a million things running through her mind by the way she was breathing.

“you want me to touch you baby” you whispered in her ear as she pushed you off

“you lost your privilege, acting like a barbaric idiot at the dinner table!” she giggled as you tucked in the hair framing her face, she smiled and gave you another peck.

“it’s a shame too, i’m soaked” she whispered in your ear as she began walking away.

“Hermione! you have a dirty mouth on you” you giggled after her

Beautiful Braids | h.g |

hermione x fem!reader

Number 5 on my sapphic drabble masterlist; braiding her hair.

warnings; fluff

a/n; comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated and encouraged. And uh, welcome back me? i wrote this before my time away but here we are… also think some  of you changed your usernames so very sorry rblzklnz

word count; 906

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✨ MY BLOG IS EIGHTEEN PLUS ONLY ✨

ffs the amount of minors i just had to block, and i’m still bloody going!

how many times do we have to state our boundaries?

if i have eighteen plus only in my bio — it still isn’t respected. if we make posts saying eighteen plus only — it still isn’t respected. so what the fuck are we supposed to do?

we don’t just say this because we’re being exclusive — we’re trying to respect both ourselves and you!

do you understand how uncomfortable it is to see a minor following your blog? your blog which includes nsfw & smut content. it literally makes my skin crawl.

i shouldn’t have to monitor my own fucking blog in this way.

if you are a minor — do not fucking follow me!

(You go on a double date with your gf Hermione, you both get handsy under the table)

“why do we have to go”

You whine as Hermione grabs your hand as you both walk through the snow into Three Broomsticks, she gave you a stone faced look and shook her head

“because we promised Harry and Ginny, it won’t be bad”

she said assuringly as she pulled you in by your coat collar to give you a small peck on the lips. You have been with Hermione for over a year now

“okay whatever you say” you smirk as you let her pull you along till you get to the booth with Harry and Ginny, them two sitting in the same booth

“Y/n, Hermione, Hey!” Harry smiled as he greeted the both of you, Ginny was in the corner looking at the menu and she gave you guys a small wave and a grin.

“Sorry it took us so long, I got out of class late and Y/n fell asleep at the dormitory and it was a whole fiasco” Mione giggled as she slid in the booth, you after her.

“that’s quite alright” Ginny smiled

‘great this is awkward’. you thought

You all looked through the menu and ordered your drinks and had decided what you wanted to eat.

Harry was rambling on and on about some rubbishy to do with you-know-who, to be honest you couldn’t pay attention because you noticed what Hermione had worn. You could feel your face become hot as you realized she wore her plaid pencil skirt with a tucked in turtle neck and her long brown coat, she always said the coat made her look professional. You still kept staring at her bare thighs that looked so smooth to touch-

“so Y/n” you jumped, clearing all the pervy thoughts from your brain

“yeah sorry, what were we talking about”

“How you did on the exam” Hermione giggled, her words were very airy, you could tell she knew that you had been flustered

“I uh, I passed, Mione helped me” you stuttered out, you learned your lesson and started paying attention

“I helped you study alright” she muttered under her breath only for you to hear and you

you choked on your water, remembering the night she helped you study, that things got very heated between you two, not sex, but very close. Hermione looked over and saw you putting the pieces together and started to giggle. Harry and Ginny were in a very serious conversation which Hermione would chime in every once in a while but for the most part you had her attention

“Let me tell you the nerve of professor Cleary today,” she started, you knew that once she started on a tangent that involved school that she would be going for awhile. you watched her start to pull out her hand motions and bang her fists on the table, you thought her spunk was really cute. Harry and Ginny were laughing and I think Hermione was gonna blow a fuse the way she was talking about this teacher

“she gave me a B, she should’ve just failed me, it’s honestly insulting” she roared across the table

“don’t even get me started on my Goblin grower project” she began another tangent and you had gotten bored, these were stories Hermione had already told you, and you kept looking down at her legs

you put your hand on her thigh and she kept talking but she began to stutter

“i-uh- Ssshe” she wavered, but eventually gotten used to it with a few side glares at you, you were looking completely invested in the conversation like nothing was like even going on. You began to rub her thigh dangerously close to the hem of her skirt, you watched all of the red rise to her face and she stopped speaking completely and sank back into the booth. she glared at you with her big brown eyes and mouthed “thin ice” as she grabbed your hand and slid it off her leg

All four of you were now talking and having a long conversation, you still weren’t completely paying attention because you were focused on trying to piss Hermione off and turn her on in front of her friends. You had the need to make your small, innocent girlfriend flustered.

as you all talked you started to slide your hand in between her thighs, her thighs were warm and you wanted badly to be between them but this was the next best thing.

she looked slightly pissed off but you didn’t wanna push her buttons so you slid your hand out of her thighs and you saw her smirk which made you red

you returned your hand to your lap and held them there when you felt a tug on your jacket, you looked down to see Hermiones hand held onto your jacket. then you watched as she flipped you off under the table, you giggled, you left her hand on your jacket. you looked up and she rolled her eyes at you while still holding the conversation with Harry and Ginny. she had slowly grabbed your hand and brought it back to between her legs, she kept her hand on yours and started to guide your hand under her skirt, you looked at her and she was still unphased, keeping a normal conversation with Harry. You then decided to start rubbing her over her panties

“Oh Merlin” Hermione choked out into a cough

“What was that mione” Harry asked tilting his head

“Oh I said Oh Merlin because it’s freezing in here” she lied as she fake shivered and gripped her jacket. She then gave you a glare and brought her hand back down with yours, this time she used her hand to help your hand under her panties, to feel her wetness. ‘That’s it, she has lost her mind’ you slid your hand out and saw Hermione lose tenseness

“Dinner was good don’t you think” you say, bringing your fingers to your mouth to lick off Hermione’s wetness, playing it off as left over dinner on your fingers. You saw her eyes widen as she began to play with her hair

“yes very good!” Harry and Ginny agree

“Oh Shoot! I just remembered Y/n and I promised Luna we would help her with something” Hermione crammed as she shoved you out of the booth and placing coins on the table and apologizing to Ginny and Harry

“Oh yeah I forgot!” you lied as you also began to wave goodbye as Hermione was basically brawling you out of the restaurant, she dragged you to the alley way and pushed you against the wall

“I swear why can’t you touch me like that when we ARE NOT in public, you’re an idiot” she said slapping your shoulder. You could tell there were a million things running through her mind by the way she was breathing.

“you want me to touch you baby” you whispered in her ear as she pushed you off

“you lost your privilege, acting like a barbaric idiot at the dinner table!” she giggled as you tucked in the hair framing her face, she smiled and gave you another peck.

“it’s a shame too, i’m soaked” she whispered in your ear as she began walking away.

“Hermione! you have a dirty mouth on you” you giggled after her

Beautiful Braids | h.g |

hermione x fem!reader

Number 5 on my sapphic drabble masterlist; braiding her hair.

warnings; fluff

a/n; comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated and encouraged. And uh, welcome back me? i wrote this before my time away but here we are… also think some  of you changed your usernames so very sorry rblzklnz

word count; 906

add yourself to a tag list here!

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Try something new (Hermione Granger x reader)

Warnings: Smut and swearing

Summary- Hermione misses Y/n after she goes away for the summer and her feelings towards her become stronger but different.

You and Hermione weren’t able to see each other over the summer because you went on holidays to France. The whole time you were there you couldn’t help but wish you were with your girlfriend. You bought Hermione so many French books and little gifts.

On the Hogwarts express you walk through looking for the trio and you finally find them. Hermione gets up and gives you a hug “Y/n!” “I missed you so much.” She lets go of the hug and cups your face with her hands kissing you. Harry looks away blushing “Tell me all about France! I bet it was so beautiful.” You sit beside her and tell her all about it. “I got something for everyone” you give Ron and Harry a small Eiffel Tower.

Spilled Ink (Soulmate AU)

Hermione Granger x Fem! Reader

𝗮/𝗻: First soulmate au and I’m excited. I love this idea sm!

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Every pair of soulmates had their own way of communicating. Some would be able to look at each other once and just know, others would touch once, others may be able to hear each other’s thoughts, or only hear the music they listen to. But for Hermione Granger and her soulmate, they had their own unique way of talking to one another. 

Whatever one person drew on their arm, it would also show up on their soulmates skin.