Two Queens in a King Sized Bed | Hermione Granger x Fem!Reader

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Two Queens in a Sing Sized Bed 

based on song of same name by girl in red

Description: reader and hermione wake together on christmas day and domestic bliss ensues

Warnings: a little self doubt? if you squint? set after hogwarts.

(was up earlier for a couple of hours until i realised it was the first day of Hanukah and idk, didn't feel appropriate ig, so im putting it up now :))

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It's always amazed (Y/N) that, even as an adult, Christmas morning is still so strangely mystical, where the entire world is enveloped in that gentle sort of silence that even the birds concede to, the serene type that seems to take away any worry or stress, even if just for a few hours.

It's a silence (Y/N) has always loved, but never now has it been as peaceful as this. The late rising sun is beginning to creep into their bedroom, filtering in as an orange sort of light the illuminates all that it touches, from speckles of dust to the cats hat have been following it across the carpet long before (Y/N) first stirred.

Best of all though, the body lying next to her, Hermione Granger sleeping soundly in her arms. She's no idea how she got so lucky as to wake to such a sight, to see the slither sun dance across the woman's skin, to be close enough to see the hints of red in her hair and inhale the scent of her shampoo.

She's no idea what she did to deserve such a luxury.

They've been dating for months, living together for longer, what was first moving into the same apartment, now the same bedroom, but at times like this, (Y/N) is amazed by her own luck.

She turns slowly, grimacing slightly as the mattress creaks beneath her. Hermione doesn't stir though other than to pull herself closer, her legs wrapping around (Y/N)'s and her fingers filling the worn holes in the tattered jumper (Y/N) has taken to sleeping in. (Y/n) can only smile as she settles on her side, reaching out with one hand to gently caress her girlfriend's cheek.

"What did I do to deserve you?"

She whispers it aloud, though softly as not to wake the sleeping brunette. Brushing her thumb over the soft skin of her cheek, (Y/N) sighs to herself, never more content with her life than she is now.

"Mornin'."

Hermione's voice is muffled by sleep and her eyes blink open slowly, groggily, until they meet (Y/N)'s, which widen at having woken her, gulping sheepishly as Hermione lets out a quiet yawn.

"Did I wake you?"

"I was getting there myself." Hermione assures tiredly. "Don't worry."

(Y/N) remembers a time, at the beginning of their relationship, when Hermione would wake embarrassed to find their limbs tangled and spring away to the other end of the mattress, apologising profusely for ever invading her personal space.

Now though, it's not unusual for them to wake wrapped in each other's arms, huddled in a spot suitable for one in their king-sized bed, and to spend the morning in the same position until they finally stir for breakfast. It's a tradition she's grown to love.

After a minute to blink the sleep from her eyes, Hermione leans in slowly to press a kiss to the tip of (Y/N)'s nose then pulling back to smile lazily at her. It takes (Y/N) a moment to recover, something that draws a gentle laugh from Hermione's lips.

"Merry Christmas, (Y/N)."

"Merry Christmas."

Hermione smiles softly, and neither make the move to turn away from each other. (Y/N) exhales slowly with a soft grin as she searches the mattress for Hermione's hand, threading their fingers together and squeezing.

"Can we stay here for the rest of the morning?" Hermione hums.

"We could stay here forever." (Y/N) offers. "Just us."

"That does sound good..."

Shuffling somehow closer, Hermione hides her face in the crook of her girlfriend's neck, letting out a soft sigh that raises goosebumps across (Y/N)'s skin. That silence returns, that ever so peaceful silence.

"I'm so lucky."

"Hm?"

"I'm so lucky." (Y/N) repeats. "To wake every morning like this... with you."

The vibrations of a silent chuckle press against (Y/N)'s neck before Hermione is leaning back to look her in the eye again, that loving twinkle in her eyes that (Y/N) adores.

"I know I'm not much, 'Mione." (Y/N) starts in a whisper. "But everything I am is yours to have."

Hermione gives her a sheepish sort of look, shaking her head in disbelief. Her hands are warm as they cup (Y/N)'s cheeks, holding her face still in a gentle grasp.

"Silly, girl." She whispers. "You are everything I ever want or need, (Y/N)."

(Y/N) gulps and that jittery feeling only Hermione has ever been able to produce in her, even after all this time, stirs in her bones. At times like this, staring into one another's eyes as their chests rise and fall together, she wonders if soulmates exist, if this is what it feels like to be so connected to another person.

She hopes it is more than anything else.

"I love you, (Y/N)."

It's something (Y/N) has heard before, something whispered during movies spent cuddled on the sofa, murmured against lips during kisses in the kitchen and laughed out after silly jokes, but every time, (Y/N) takes a second to register that it's real.

"I'm the lucky one." Hermione corrects.

Then, she's drawing their faces together to kiss her again, this time gently on the lips as they somehow gravitate even closer, a task that should be impossible.

The only word (Y/N) has ever been able to find to accurately describe the way Hermione kisses her is ethereal. Always so gentle, as though (Y/N) is the most fragile thing in the world, but so passionate that everything else seems to disappear until the world is only them; two queens in a king sized bed.

"I love you too."

Hermione gives her that breathtaking smile again, retracting her hands to once again fill the gaps in the fabric of (Y/N) jumper, before settling her head beneath her girlfriend's chin, exhaling slowly, contently.

"Let's spend forever like this."

"Anything for you."

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(a/n: sorry for spamming, this is the last one for today- if i didn't publish them all at once i'd procrastinate it until i just didn't do it :/)

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