More Than Magic (Hermione x Male reader)

Year 6 - You Okay

The next few days were hard I had lost everything I was orphaned I decided to stay with the Weasleys since they offered to let me stay with them. Hermione also stated with me we helped with the repairs and rebuilding of the Weasley house after all they had offered to take me in so I guess I would be living with them. The train ride back to Hogwarts was long and silent the funeral for my mother was quick or a least it was for me since I left early. Once back at Hogwarts, I realized that I had to focus on the bigger picture and that was how easily it was for the death eaters to get to Harry.

"It's so easy for them to get to you. You're bloody lucky you weren't killed. You have to realise who you are, Harry!" Hermione said as we walk down the hallway with him.

"I know who I am, Hermione, alright. Sorry," Harry said.

We then see Ron being all lovey-dovey with Lavender and me and Hermione turn away.

"Excuse me, I have to go and vomit," Hermione said.

Over the rest of the day, I got an owl from the ministry saying that all my father's possessions fell to me including the house. After giving it some thought I decided to ask Hermione about it and she said I should decide for myself. In the end I asked her if she would like to live there with me when this is all over she froze for a moment then threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly.

"Oh Harry hey," I said as I ran into him on the way back to the dorm.

"Hi Y/N how you holding up," Harry asked.

"Better," I said.

"Good glad to hear it you seem to be spending a lot of time with Hermione," Harry said as we walked together. 

"Yeah well she is helping with all this," I said.

"That's beautiful, isn't it? The moon," Ron said we entered the dorm as he sat there looking out the window.

"Divine," Harry said confused.

"Had ourselves a little late-night snack, did we?" I said showing Harry the half-eaten box of chocolates.

"It was on your bed, the box. I just thought I'd try one," Ron said.

"Or twenty?" Harry said seeing the rappers around Ron

"I can't stop thinking about her, Harry," Ron said getting up.

"Honestly, you know, I reckon she was starting to annoy you," Harry said.

"She could never annoy me. I think I love her," Ron said.

"Well, brilliant," I said.

"Do you think she knows I exist?" Ron said.

"I bloody well hope so. She's been snogging you for three months," Harry said.

"Snogging? Who are you talking about?" Ron said.

"Who are you talking about?" I said.

"Romilda, of course. Romilda Vane," Ron said.

"Okay, very funny. OW what was that for?" Harry said after Ron threw the box at him.

"It's no joke. I'm in love with her!" Ron said as I took a closer look at the box.

"Alright, fine. You're in love with her. Have you ever actually met her?" Harry said.

"No. Can you introduce me?" Ron said as he returned to gazing at the moon and I showed Harry the box and the care appearance of a love potion.

"Come on, Ron. I will introduce you to Romilda Vane," Harry said helping up Ron.

"I'm sorry, sir. I wouldn't bother you if it weren't absolutely essential," Harry said as we arrived at Slughorn's office.

"Where's Romilda?" Ron said.

"What's the matter with Wimbly?" Slughorn said making me smirk that he can't remember Ron's name.

"Very powerful love potion," Harry said.

"Very well, better bring him in," Slughorn said.

"I'd of thought you two could whip up a remedy for this in no time, Harry," Slughorn said.

"Well, I-I thought this called for more practised hands, sir," Harry said.

"Hello, darling. Fancy a drink?" Ron said hugging Slughorn's side.

"Perhaps, you're right," Slughorn said as I led Ron away the look on Slughorn s face was hilarious.

"I'm sorry, by the way, Professor, about earlier today. Our misunderstanding," Harry said as I sat Ron on the sofa before turning back to them.

"Oh, not at all, water under the bridge, you know," Slughorn said as Ron fell over the back of the sofa and this I could hold in the chuckle.

"Well, I expect you're tired a bit after all these years. And the questions about Voldemort," Harry said.

"Don't use that name! Here you go, boy. Bottom's up," Slughorn said handing Ron a drink.

"What's this?" Ron asked.

"Tonic for the nerves," Slughorn said and Ron drank it.

"What happened to me?" Ron said as he regained his head.

"A love potion," I said.

"A bloody strong one at that," Slughorn said.

"I feel really bad," Ron said.

"You need to pick me up, my boy. Got butterbeer, wine, dazzling oak-matured mead," Slughorn said.

"That sounds good," I said.

"I had other intentions for this, but I think,  given the circumstances. Here you are, Potter, Y/N To life!" Sulghorn said giving us the drink, but before we take a sip Ron does and falls over.

"Ron! Ron! Professor, do something," Harry said.

"I-I don't understand!" Slughorn said as Harry grabbed something and put it in Ron's mouth.

"Come on, Ron, breathe!" Harry and soon Ron woke up.

"These girls... They're gonna kill me," Ron said.

The next day Ron was in the hospital wing and we were keeping an eye on him Dumbledor McGonaggle and Slughorn came in. 

"Quick thinking on your part, Harry, using a bezoar. You should be very proud of your student, Horace" Dumbledore said as we sat in the hospital wing as Ron recovered.

"Ah, yes. Very proud," Slughorn said.

I think we agree Potter's actions were heroic. The question is. Why were they necessary?" McGonagall said.

"I, indeed. This appears to be a gift, Horace. You don't remember who gave you this bottle? By the way, it possesses remarkably subtle hints of liquorice and cherry. When not polluted with poison," Dumbledore said.

"Actually, I had intended to give it as a gift, myself," Sulghorn said.

"To whom, might I ask?" Dumbledore said.

"To you, headmaster," Slughorn said and that caught my attention.

"You okay," Hermione said.

"Yeah fine, just too much at once I guess," I said.