Hermione x Fem Reader One-Shots

The Letters

WARNING: MAY BE TRIGGERING TO SOME VIEWERS. THIS IS GOING TO BE SAD.

Dear Hermione,

       I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you. I was a terrible girlfriend at the time. I know you deserve better, so I've changed. I really have Hermione. All I'm asking for is a second chance to make things right. I know back then I never took things seriously, but I do now. I've matured. I know where I messed up.

         I should have been there for you when you were hurt. I should have helped you study for classes instead of goofing off. I should have visited when you were sick. I should have kissed your lips, hugged you, and told you how smart and beautiful you are whenever I had the chance. I didn't realize what I took for granted until it was gone.

         I only wanted you back then, because back then, I always wanted what I couldn't have. But now I see I need you. You are the only one I dream of, the only person I'm in love with. I know this doesn't change the fact that I kissed Ginny behind your back. I promise you that if you would just find it in your heart to give me a final chance, I would never betray you like that again.

           I am being serious when I say that I am in love with you. I was foolish back when I would kiss other girls' lips. I only want and need you. I really hope you take this seriously.

Love, Y/N L/N

                  Hermione stared at the paper. She didn't know what to think. She decided she just wouldn't answer the letter, due to the stress it caused. She tried to think nothing of it until two months later, she received another letter from your snowy white owl, Powder. Hermione unfolded the letter, and what she read made her head spin with guilt, worry, and panic. The tear stains on the paper made it worse.

Dear Hermione,

         I understand you still hate me, as you should. I've done nothing to deserve your forgiveness. I decided to tell you why I never took our relationship seriously in the first place, though there isn't a point in that based off later news I am going to share.

       I never thought our relationship would last long, due to my pessimistic and suicidal mind. I was scared it would've taken me over to a point where I pushed you away with my emotional burdens. But instead, I pushed you away with my fake carefree attitude, one where I didn't answer to anybody, or think of anyone but myself.

       There was never a day I didn't think of your feelings, but I couldn't seem to stop myself from pushing you farther and farther away from me. Now, there is far more important news I need to share with you.

      I am going to commit suicide tonight at exactly midnight, on the quidditch field. I am telling you this so you don't have to see my corpse. I want you to steer clear away from the quiditch field tomorrow at all costs. You may be wondering why I am doing this, so here is your explaination.

       There is no point in my living, no use nor purpose. It's all empty. All I had was you, and now, I can't bring myself to go on. This isn't just about me, however. I take it you would find pleasure in my passing as well. You wouldn't have to waste your time reading letters like this, and you wouldn't have to think about whether I would try to talk to you or not.

       I can't say I am going to leave this world without regrets. I regret not treating you as well as you should have been. You had been nothing but patient with me, and I had to fuck it all up for the sake of my fear. I also regret not finishing Hogwarts, as well as not saying a final goodbye to the others, but my main regrets all revolve around you, Hermione.

        I regret not holding your hand. I regret not kissing your lips. I regret not being there for you. I regret kissing Ginny. I regret kissing Luna. I regret not taking all the opportunities you gave me to be better. I regret not being your first time, like you had asked me. I should have been here for you while I could, but those days have passed. I will never forget you. Remember that I love you, even in death.

Much Love, Y/N L/N

          Hermione quickly checked the time. It was 11:56 PM. Hermione pulled on her shoes and dashed outside, her wand in hand for light, and the letter in her other hand. Once Hermione had made it to the qudditch field, she saw you standing on the edge of your broom, which was 50 feet into the air.

          Hermione called out to you, trying to fight the tears in her eyes. "Y/N! No! DON'T DO IT YOU FUCKING DORK!" Your head slowly turned to her, eyes widening when you saw her. "What the hell are you doing here?" Hermione couldn't help it. She began crying.

        "Please don't jump. I don't want you dead." she croaked out. You looked down at the drop below and sighed. "This will be better for the both of us." You jumped, but as soon as you did, Hermione pointed her wand at your robes and screeched, "WINGARDIUM LEVIOSA!!!"

        Right before you hit the ground, you began to float up, and she let your robes go when you reached the safety of your broom. You sighed, sensing she wasn't going to let you plummet to your death, and flew yourself down.

      As soon as you stepped off your broom, she tackled you to the ground in a tight embrace, crying into your neck. "Don't you ever try and kill yourself. I love you too much for that." You looked shocked. "Huh?" Hermione looked you in your eyes intensly, before kissing you full on the mouth. You returned the kiss and in one hot moment, Hermione was pinned under you.

        "I love you too, Y/N. But I need you to prove that you really love me." She said, panting. You nodded. "Anything." Hermione smiled at you, cupping your cheek with a soft hand. "Be my first time?"

A/N: Receipts or no receipts, that is the question.