You stepped into your new dorm and threw your suitcase onto the ground, immediately throwing yourself onto your bed. You sighed happily to yourself as you finally get to have your own dorm after many appeals since your fourth year to your favorite teacher and head of your house, Professor McGonagall.
You have wanted your own dorm for numerous amount of reasons but mostly it was because you could not take any more of the constant talking your past roommates had ever since they started dating.
You barely even talked to them since you had no classes with them and every time you did try to talk with them, they were busy snogging and doing whatever.
You almost drifted away to sleep until you jumped up from your bed when you heard someone open the door. It was Hermione Granger, probably the smartest witch of your year in your house if not in the whole school.
"Y/n!" The brunette squealed and crashed into you with a big hug, pushing the both of you back to your bed.
"Hey, Hermione!" You tried to talk but Hermione was literally crushing down on your rib cage.
"Sorry, I was just so excited to see you. I haven't seen you all summer and sorry I forgot you hated physical touch." Hermione backed away with a silly smile.
"It's fine, I don't mind really." That was a lie. You did mind when people touched you, but for some reason when it was her, you were okay with it. You actually liked it.
"Oh my god, you actually get your own dorm. I thought you were just lying when you told me last year." Hermione looked around your entire dorm, which was sort of empty as you hadn't unpacked yet.
"Lying? Why would I be lying about this? Amazing right, don't get too jealous." You laughed, nudging Hermione on her side. She turns to you with a teasing smile and attacks you back with a harder nudge in which you pushed her a bit harder. As she winds up to push you back even harder, you move to the side, almost making her fall.
"Hey! You jerk!" She recollects herself and playfully hits you in the arm. You say nothing but felt your cheeks redden at the interaction. "Come on, let's go to the feast. The boys miss you." Hermione takes your arm and leads you out to the great hall, where the sorting had already started.
You take a seat next to Hermione and across from Ronald Weasley. You looked around for Harry but he was nowhere to be foud which didn't worry you too much. He always had his way of getting in trouble.
You three had also become very close friends after Hermione introduced you to them last year and had gotten into a really heated Quidditch talk. After that, you decided you liked them and they decided you were pretty cool to be around.
And so, you began sitting with them which literally changed nothing since you never really sat with anyone in the Great Hall before other than the occasional talk with Seamus and Dean.
"So how was your summer, Y/n?" Ron asks once the feast had begun and began piling drumsticks onto his plate.
"Slow down, Ron." Hermione shot him a death stare, which made you laugh causing Ron to glare at you. "How could you still be eating so carefree when your best friend is literally missing?!" Hermione reached across the table and whacked him in the head with a book of hers.
"Oi, turn around you lunatic!" Ron retorted, taking another bite of his drumstick. You and Hermione turned towards the direction of the doors and saw Harry walking towards you but with a handkerchief covering his seemingly broken and bloody nose.
"Merlin, what the hell happened to you?" You asked, genuinely concerned even though he was probably fine. This was the least of the injuries the boy has gotten in his six years in this school.
"Nothing, fell." Harry mumbled and changed the topic. The four of you gotten into an entertaining conversation about what you had done over the summer, with the occasional death stare from Hermione to Ron everytime he spoke with his mouth full of food.
The entire time, you couldn't help but notice a curly haired boy staring at Hermione from the other end of the table.
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Just For Pretend {hermione x f!reader}
Lãng mạnHermione Granger was just a friend to you ever since you met her in your fifth year through the D.A. But after that summer and into your sixth year, you've began to feel emotions and feelings you've never had and thought you would have. Everything t...
