Hermione Granger Imagines

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The party was doing fine since Gryffindor won against the Slytherin. Y/N went to the counter to get firewhiskey to start things up. It was wicked, if you ask. The Weasley twins were hosting, so it's wicked.

She drank the firewhiskey like water. It was bitter but good bitter. For the past weeks, Hermione was strange. She was treating me like I didn't exist. I'm not used to that. Hermione and I are like ketchup and mustard, and you can't see me without Hermione, and neither she is. We're always together. That's why I'm sad... I'm sad because my very best friend is avoiding me.

 It hurts, you know? It breaks my heart like it's been hit by a crucio spell. My other friends have been worried about it. I haven't eaten properly or can't think clearly because I wanted to know why is she avoiding me?!

"Woah! Are you broken?"

"No," I answered and drank the whiskey again, but the twins chuckled at my answer with their question.

"No she said," Fred said amusingly

"But she looks like it," George added

"Shut up you two" All I wanted was to think with my fire whiskey but this

"What happened to you and Hermione?" George questioned

"You always stick together. We can't see you without her."  Fred added

"I don't know, and she's been avoiding me" It was bitter coming out from my mouth.

"Lovers quarrel eh?" Fred laughed, but I nudged his side, which it didn't stop him from laughing

"We're not a couple, Fred," I denied as they were giving me a look that I don't like. "We're just friends, nothing more and nothing less."

"Yeah, right," Fred joked.

"And Ronnie's not flirting with Granger" I turned my head like lightning to where's George was pointing. Indeed Ronald was flirting with her. It made my jaw clench. It felt like shit.

"Hey! Where you are going." I quickly went to them as I heard George say that Ronald was flirting with Hermione. I wouldn't say I like the idea that someone was flirting with Hermione. It's just I don't like the feeling of it. It felt like shit. Both of the Gryffindors were in the middle of laughing when I was near.

"I am"

"No, you're not." Hermione laughed off with all her might, and I should be the one who is the reason for her angelic laugh

I fake coughed as the two of them looked at me. One with curiosity, the other one well she was not entirely pleased that I was interrupting their time, ew.

"Am I interrupting something?" I ask

"No, Not at all," Ronald said because Hermione wouldn't speak. "I'll be with Harry, 'Mione."

Ronald left, which means Me and Hermione left in the corner of the common room where the couples were... well doing their business, more like snogging.

"Can we talk?" I started since it was getting awkward, and I wanted to make things right. I don't want my best friend ignoring me. I don't want to lose her.

"Follow me" Y/N followed her outside the Gryffindor tower, and they walked to the corridor where there were no people in there.

The night was beautiful, like a dark canvas full of millions of droplets of white paint. The cold breeze that hit my skin made me shiver for a second, but there it was. Hermione looked at me like she wanted to finish this conversation and move along now.