Harry Potter. Hermione X Male Reader Story

Bets Placed and Hands Interlaced

Hermione's POV

I arrived early in the day, Mum and Dad dropping me off at the Burrow and then saying their goodbyes. I was apparently the last of us to arrive, (Y/N) arriving a week prior according to his letter.

I know the Weasleys went to get Harry yesterday. After a hushed greeting with all the Weasleys who were awake, Me and Ginny set about waking everyone up, apparently, we were in a hurry.

Waking Ron and Harry up was a joint effort, Ron waking with a start and covering himself, "Bloody hell" he said when he realise who had woken him, Harry was a different story, it took both me and Ginny a few seconds of coaxing to stir him.

Even when he did he was pale as a sheet and sweating, but he insisted he was fine, as always. "Hermione. Bad dream. When did you get here?" "Just now. You?" "Last night." He said, putting on his glasses.

But I couldn't find (Y/N) anywhere, I went down to ask Mrs Weasley where he was as she was making an early breakfast with Ginny's help. "He's upstairs dear, we couldn't fit him anywhere else" said Mrs Weasley with a little blush. Pointing to the room normally occupied by a ghoul.

"You'll have to go and get him Hermione" said Ginny with a smirk, I gave her a little glare, Mrs Weasley seemed to catch on and chuckled as well.

As I entered the room I heard moaning noises from a large cupboard in the corner, it had magically bound chains around it, I soon found (Y/N), sprawled out on a bed, shirtless and snoring, his hand rested next to his wand which was poking from under his pillow. Bones the cat was curled up on his legs, as I got closer, they stirred.

Bones was awake first, she saw me, casually slipped off his legs, and brushed up against mine with a tired purr, then left the room, probably to go and find Crookshanks. I shook (Y/N) awake, he sat up groggily.

"Oh no, I died in my sleep, this must be heaven. There are angels and everything! I expected it to be brighter" he said, I'm surprised he could even talk, let alone make jokes, but that didn't stop me from blushing and weakly telling him to shush, "G'morning Hermione", he swung his legs off the bed and stood up.

"Oh, you've got to be kidding me! Again?" I said in shock, "Yep, mum said if I get any taller, she's checking me into St. Mungos" he said, craning his neck, easily 6'1 now, he pulled me into a firm hug, which would have been lovely, if he wasn't shirtless, I tried my best to keep my blush at bay, it didn't work. "Still sad I don't sleep naked?" he winked. "Shut up."

"Sorry, my pyjamas got gnawed on by angry gnomes yesterday, Bones has been terrorising them so they came at me with a vengeance" He said, holding a shirt with holes in it, "I'd fix it, but it's really hot up here so..." He shrugged.

"Just get dressed, we're leaving soon" He put his thumb up and set about to get ready. The Weasleys insisted that they were "Going incognito" for some reason, in case they ran into some muggles on the way I suppose, they were asking me and Harry for our opinions. We heard (Y/N) come down the stairs, in loose comfortable clothing, looking undeniably like a muggle.

"Where're Bill and Charlie and Per-Per-Percy?" said George, failing to stifle a huge yawn. "Well, they're Apparating, aren't they?" said Mrs. Weasley, heaving the large pot over to the table and starting to ladle porridge into bowls. 

"So, they can have a bit of a lie-in." Mr. Weasley nodded "So they're still in bed?" said Fred grumpily, pulling his bowl of porridge toward him. "Why can't we Apparate too?"

"Because you're not of age and you haven't passed your test," snapped Mrs. Weasley. "You have to pass a test to Apparate?" Harry asked. "Oh yes," said Mr. Weasley, tucking the tickets safely into the back pocket of his jeans.