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Y/H - your house
"My love, I have a show for us to watch!", Hermione calls out as she enters her girlfriend's dorm room. Y/n was a Prefect so she was allowed a room to herself. It was definitely useful...
Don't even say it, get your mind out of the gutter. They enjoyed having movie nights constantly. Especially when Hermione introduced Y/n to new muggle movies. Those were her favorites.
Y/n stepped out of the bathroom, sporting sweatpants and her Y/H hoodie. Hermione bit her lip as Y/n walked over to the bed and laid her head on Hermione's chest.
"You're little spoon tonight?", Y/n dug her head into Hermione's chest, moving closer to her neck and let out a content sigh. She mumbled a quiet 'yea'.
Hermione scratched her head softly and got the remote to turn the tv on. "What's this new show?"
"It's called The 100.", Hermione said offhandedly, continuing to run her hands through Y/n's hair to relax her girlfriend.
They had been together for 3 years now and ever since Hermione first showed Y/n muggle tv, she was hooked so now it was a rule that any time Hermione found a show, she would watch it with her clingy girlfriend.
It was almost funny how much the girl changed when she was with Hermione. Everyone perceived Y/n as a 'hardass doesn't give two shit's' kind of person and Y/n took that role seriously, still does, but when she's with her girlfriend, she is a completely different person. Probably for the better.
"How far have you gotten on it?", Y/n said looking up and kissing her girlfriend's jaw before turning towards the tv. "Only a few episodes."
And so they watched until late into the night, it being four in the morning when they both passed out. Hermione paused the show somewhere in the middle of season two.
The next morning, Y/n walked into the Great Hall for breakfast, gushing over the 'Hot badass commander that could top her' to Ron. He was annoyed to say the least. This wasn't anything new for the group of friends, Hermione show's Y/n a show then she rants about it the next day until Harry casts a spell to keep her quiet.
"-and she fucking killed him right on the spot and I swear to you I almost had a gay panic attack. I'm sorry my love, but can you judge me?", Y/n exclaimed.
***
Later that evening, the couple settled on the bed to continue on with the show, Y/n had snacks she stole from the Great Hall during dinner with the help of Dobby.
They had paused at the end of episode thirteen or season two, Y/n immediately pressed play, getting immersed in the show almost instantly and pretty much ignoring her girlfriend.
***
"OH MY FUCKING GODRIC THEY ACTUALLY KISSED I KNEW IT!", Y/n yelled from the top of her lungs. Thankfully Hermione had the forethought to cast muffliato already knowing her girlfriend's usual behaviour during a show binge.
"MIONE DID YOU SEE??"
She quickly grabbed the remote and replayed the kissing scene between Lexa and Clarke.
Hermione couldn't help but smile at her antics. It was really adorable to see Y/n get so into a tv show as annoying as everyone else thought it was.
***
"NO LEXA DON'T LEAVE HER, SHE NEEDS YOU"
"BITCH"
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"OH MY GOD THIS FUCKER"
***
Soon they had gotten to the middle of season three, episode seven. Hermione was currently holding on to Y/n as they watched Clarke and Lexa kiss on the screen, Y/n trying desperately not to freak out of her mind at them finally sharing their feelings.
"My love, look at them", she practically squealed.
Hermione only kissed her head and held tighter onto her girlfriend. She had gotten some sad news from Luna, her somehow having seen the show before and apparently something bad happened after the scene.
***
Lexa walked into the frame and Y/n was completely taken aback by the gunshot sound coming from the tv.
"No..."
"No no no no no no"
"OH MY FUCK NO"
***
That night it was very hard to get Y/n to sleep. They had both cried at the loss of Lexa, Y/n maybe being a bit over the top but she was always a little dramatic with her emotions after years of not sharing how she felt.
That morning it was a class day so they had to wake up, that being a very difficult task for Y/n. Hermione being her lovely self woke her up with a coffee and some breakfast she snagged from the Great Hall before it had even started.
"My love, we have to get up, Ron and Harry are waiting", she said kissing her head. "I don't wanna..."
Y/n only dug her head deeper into the pillow.
"You can put all your emotions on Ron if you get up"
At that Y/n sprung out of bed and quickly dressed into her Y/H gown to go to breakfast.
***
"She didn't deserve it and I wanna throw something at Draco."
"Why Draco?"
"Why not?"
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"Why must you always shut down my ideas?"
"We aren't having a funeral for a fictional character."
"I LOVED HER"
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"I will bitch slap you Ron, don't fucking test me"
"All I said was to talk to the people who made the show. Be mad at them."
"No"
"Why?"
"It's more fun being mad at you"
***
"What do you mean you can't go to class today, Ms. Y/L/N?"
"I'm going to a funeral"
"For who?"
"Lexa Kom Trikru"
"Lexa come what?"
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So I don't know where I was really going with this but I got sad over Lexa and decided the best option was to write.
