Luna x Hermione Oneshots!

So Damn Pretty

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Italic - thinking

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Hermione's pov:

'Luna..'

'Luna...'

'Luna....'

That was all Hermione could think about. Luna.

It was kind of weird to be honest. Hermione always found herself irritated when the loony girl ranted about crumple horned snorkacks and all the other unbelievable creatures she believes. Yet, her heart flipped when she spotted her. The more time she spent with her, the more she loved when she was around. Luna was soon like a drug to Hermione. Her rambling and dreamy-ness was all so addictive.

She was in love with Ron though, right?

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Still Hermione's pov:

Hermione lay down on her bed, daydreaming, staring at the ceiling while doing so.

'I wonder how Luna's lips would feel against mine.'

Wait, no. She wasn't gay.

Tears began to run down her face. 

This was all so confusing to her. She should like Ron. She should like men.

Hermione thought about this often, which usually resulted in a mental breakdown. She was ashamed of herself, ashamed of her feelings.

'What is wrong with you?'

'What would your parents think?'

'Everybody would hate you.'

Hermione was worried about how all the people around her would react if she were to tell them, but one question was running through her head the most.

'What would Luna think?'

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Luna's pov:

'Hermione..'

'Hermione...'

'Hermione....'

That was all Luna could think about. Hermione.

Ironic isn't it?

Luna was walking down the corridors, daydreaming. She was most definitely not ashamed about her feelings, she learned to accept them. She didn't like men. She never did. She was attracted to girls. People spread rumors about her and Neville, but those were just lies. 

She bumped into someone. Someone who smelled of fresh parchment, books, and cinnamon. Luna knew that smell very well. It was Hermione.

"Oh, hello Hermione!" Luna beamed.

"Sorry- oh, um, hi Luna!" Hermione replied silently, staring at the ground.

Hermione's eyes were puffy and her nose was red. This did not go unnoticed by Luna.

"Are you okay, you look down?" she asked, in a concerned manner.

"yea, totally fine!" Hermione answered, her voice wavering in the process.

They stood there for a few seconds, complete silence, before the girl's acting skills failed her.

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Hermione's pov:

'Fuck'

Hermione once again, had hot tears streaming down her eyes.

Luna embraced the brunette in her arms and let her have a go at her emotions.

Hermione dug her head into the crook of Luna's neck and savored the feeling of the girls skin against hers.

"I'm so sick of my self" Hermione mumbled.

She looked up and connected her eyes with Luna's, catching a glimpse of her lips.

"Why the hell are you so pretty." Hermione laughed dryly.

Luna's face flushed.

Hermione stared at Luna, and admired her features. Her eyes trailed down to Luna's lips. They looked very soft.

So without thinking, she kissed her..

And hell, it was great.

Luna kissed her back with no hesitation.

 Hermione found her fingers tangled in Luna's silky blonde hair. She snaked her arms around the girl's waist. Hermione pulled away, a sweet smile on her face. Luckily the corridors were still empty, as they had been before.

The brunette sighed, " so damn pretty.."

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