Hermione Imagines

Words You'll Never Hear

A/N: This is just a vent post, because I just want to say all these things to the girl I have been in love with for years, and I can't.

But, my pain makes good Angst chapters lol.

Also, this is modern-day AU.

Enjoy guys :)

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Third Person P.O.V:

7th Year

Y/n sat on Ginny's bed as she watched the Gryffindor seem blissfully unaware of how much she hurt her friend.

The Dormitory room only held them, as Hermione's back faced Y/n, and the sound of her earbuds blasting her favorite song.

They both agreed to spend some time together, even if it meant not really saying anything to each other.

Hermione scribbled in her notes as she softly sang to the song in her earbuds, causing Y/n to give a bittersweet smile.

"I don't understand how you can have so much formosity while doing the most mundane tasks" she sighed as her eyes grazed Hermione's back.

Y/n stays quiet for a moment as she runs her hand through her hair.

"Do you ever think of me, like I think of you?" She asks, obviously not receiving an answer.

"Sometimes when I think about you, I get so caught up in my daydream, that I get excited for a future with you that won't even happen in another lifetime" Y/n whispers with a scoff as she gripped the bedsheet.

"That's not fair, you know? That you get to live your life unaware of how much pain you cause...like, what the fuck kind of privilege is that?" Y/n laughs out bitterly.

"Fuck!" She whispered out as she wiped a tear away and leaned forward.

Y/n stared at the bed as the anger slipped away slowly.

"I fucking adore you...I dream about holding your hand, kissing you good morning, and holding you at night" Y/n admits as she looks back up at the unaware Hermione.

"Just so the universe knows, I'M the one who left you flowers on Valentine's Day, NOT Ron" Y/n laughs sadly as tears fall down her cheeks.

To have her credit taken by that twit.

"I just don't understand..." Y/n whispers as she wipes her face again.

"..."

"I enjoy thunderstorms" Y/n hums as she stands up, standing in the middle of the room, right behind the Gryffindor.

"When we first met, it was terribly storming outside" Y/n whispers as she begins to slowly pace back and forth.

"You should have seen the lighting reflect in your eyes that day, I swore you had cast something on me" she continued as she watched her feet move.

"As our years together went onwards, I felt like my heart had chained itself to you. Yet, you didn't falter with the weight, instead, you dragged it behind you with no care of what would happen to it" Y/n mumbled as she felt her soul become a cinder block.

"It has a good few scars, but I trust you with it anyways" she chuckles out as Hermione sings another song to herself.

"Do you know how much power you hold over me?" She asks, as again, received no response.