Your P.O.V:
The clock from the hospital hallway ticks endlessly. The sound bouncing off the walls of my room as I sit across from the doctor.
"Do you blame yourself?"
I look up at him, his face is cold and unfeeling.
"What?"
He looks down at his notes and then back at me.
"Well it's quite common in this situation for a patient to feel a kind of...guilt?"
My eyes search his for answers, but he seems to be blocking me from seeing his emotions.
"What situation?"
The doctors eyebrows raise in surprise from my answer, he quickly scribbles down in his notepad.
"The accident"
My eyes widen as flashes of memory's that I don't remember experiencing come rushing back.
Screaming from a girl echos through my mind.
"I didn't-"
"Kill your girlfriend? You said that yesterday" he sighs and my heart pounds.
"I-"
"Don't remember? You said that too"
My mind starts to panic as I search for memories that I couldn't resurface. I look down at the cold tile floor, my eyes tracing the square pattern.
Why can't I remember what happened yesterday?
Or any day before this one?
"Let's review, shall we?" He asks and my eyes snap up to his.
"It says here that you were caught standing above your girlfriend after the police were called for a wellness check from a concerned neighbor."
"Get down on the ground! Drop the weapon!"
I shake my head and my heart starts to pound again.
"You were found covered in blood, with a dagger, still dripping, in your hand."
"Y/N! STOP! DON'T- AH!"
"I-I-I wouldn't hurt-"
"For five hours straight you kept muttering the words 'I had to kill the filthy mudblood'."
"Y/n?"
"Y/n...what did you mean by mudblood?"
I just stare at him, my eyes well up with tears as I continue to hear her screaming in my head.
"Make it stop"
"Y/n-"
"Make it stop!"
"We have to-"
"MAKE IT STOP!" I scream at his and he gets up from his chair.
"Nurse!"
"MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP!"
A women rushes in with a needle in hand and jabs my arm before I could do anything.
My eyesight immediately starts to blur as the women lays me in the bed.
"I'll come back in a week, maybe some time alone with her thoughts will get me the answers I need." The doctor mumbles as the door closes behind him.
Darkness and silence takes over my body.
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Doctors P.O.V:As I close the door, my research partner also exits the rooms across.
"How did it go?" I ask and she smiles.
"Hermione is slowly starting to fall into the delusion like you predicted, how about you?" She asks and I sigh.
"Y/n has fallen into the delusion but only if I remind her, she seems to have no memory of the days before this one" I mumble and my partner sighs.
"Do you think that we need to continue isolating her in the room while playing the fake murder audio?" She asks and I shake my head.
"I'm hoping that the week of solitude will help but who knows?"
"When does the minister of Magic want the results on the research done?"
"In a month, our findings on how dangerous the obliviate spell can be, when we turn the most loyal couple of the wizarding world into believed killers, will thankfully give us a better idea on changing deatheaters in Azkaban into believed muggles" I say with a sigh as I place my notebook down onto the nurses station.
"Do you think the two will be okay after we restore them from the obliviate spell?" She asks and I sigh.
"Hopefully...but I wouldn't be surprised if one of them ends up in Azkaban" I whisper and she nods.
"Y/n didn't seem to know what mudblood meant so I'm guessing it's starting to work on turning them into believing they are just muggles"
"I still think the minister shouldn't of made us use such a horrible delusion"
"He wants to see how far we can make them believe in these things, to see if they can fully fall into the delusion without our help"
"I know...but Hermione is so broken"
"So is Y/n...but that's part of the job...right?"
"Right..."
I HAVE NO IDEA WHY I WROTE THIS BUT WHATEVER
IT DOESN'T EVEN FULLY MAKE SENSE
YOU ARE READING
Hermione Imagines
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