The Wizard Who Could (Male Reader X Hermione Granger)

Spirited Away

"Please, Father! I can't take hiding the truth anymore!"

"No, my child. He can't know. Not yet..." The man assures to the cloaked figure.

He lets out a frustrated breath as he looks down at a slumbering 8 year old boy, sound asleep on the couch with a snake toy hugged against his chest.

"I just want him to look at me. Just this once before it's time.." The figure begs profusely.

"He sees you and you see him everyday. Just hold on a bit longer..." The man says as he lays a hand on the figure's shoulder.

"But...but..." Their voice starts to crack as the fall down on their knees in sorrow.

"I love him so much....so much.." They admit sadly as a whisper, desperately trying to hold their emotions inside.

"I know...." The shadow-covered man replies in equal sadness.

There is stirring in the upstairs room, causing the sadden figure to perk up.

"She's awake. I have to go." They say to the man looking down at her.

"She does not hate you. There is no need to stray away from her."

"I'm not taking the chance to find out. I can't face her yet."

And with that, the figure dissipates in a cloud of mist before flowing into the toy snake.

The sleeping boy unconsciously smiles as he holds the plushie closer to his chest.

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Transitions from the boys smiling face, to Y/N's peaceful smile. Hermione's face is pressed against his neck, Her breath caressing the skin of his the bottom of his jaw. One arm is wrapped behind Y/N's back and the other around his stomach.

They didn't change much from sitting next to each other on the headboard, only difference now is they are wrapped around each other.

Hermione's dream can best be described as....wedding bells.

Y/N? Eh, a little difficult to pinpoint. Just mostly wanted to train and be in the dark.

Slinky is currently staring at the pair behind his glass cage. His intelligent eyes showing a hint of amusement at the sight before him. His red and black body coils a bit before he closes his eyes for a bit more sleep.

Y/N starts to stir in his sleep before slowly opening his tired eyes. He can feel Hermione snuggled right up against his side, trapped between her arms. Her scent completely invading his nose.

It was almost a pleasant situation for Y/N to be in. ALMOST.

Y/N swallows nervously, suddenly wide awake, his head pounding from a flash of a memory passing through his head.

"He's getting worse. We have to take him to the Witch...."

"Hermione..." Y/N whispers as he shakes her shoulder gently. Seeing her simply sigh and press her face deeper in his neck, he starts to feel 'uncomfortable' in his lower region.

"Hermione, you gotta wake up. Like...now." He says a bit sternly. She slowly comes to consciousness and peers up at said boy.

"Y/N...?" She quickly realizes the position they are in as she quickly pulls her head back. "Oh goodness. Y/N! I-I'm so sorry!"