Found. [Vermione]

XI

↑Picture of how Hermione looks when she goes to the Yule Ball↑ Also, I have decided to rename Evelyn to Evangeline Daniels, so don't get confused. Enjoy!

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Hermione.

I HAD BEEN CAUGHT OFF GUARD A LOT OF TIMES IN MY LIFE. For example, when my parents took me to Disneyland without me having a single clue, or that time I got an A- in a math test, and when a friend of mine pushed me in a pool once during summer.

You might have noticed that the things I've listed just now, happen to each and every single one of us. They are simple and plain things that make our day just a bit more different than yesterday, but in the end we always forget them anyways.

And then, there are moments that you will always cherish. I've had occasions like that, too. One of the best example is when I got my Hogwarts letter. I mean, someone telling you that you are a witch/wizard is not something you hear every day.

And then, there are moments that you will never get over. Hell, not even if you are in your 90s; when you are old and weak, forgetting about almost everything and everyone.

A very relatable example was having Viktor, my crush, admit that he has feelings for me.

I had dreamed of this a couple of times, but not even once did I expect that this would actually happen. Like every other teenager out there, I would make up random cute scenarios that would most likely never happen, and I had always acted cool and chill in my own imagination. To be honest, it even came to the point where I trusted myself that I would act natural even if he proposed to me out of the blue.

Little did I know that that was only a waste of my precious time.

Not even the books I have read prepared me for this, and for the past two minutes, I have been asking myself the same question:

What do I say?

I looked up, just to be greeted by the black eyes of Viktor. They held patience, but even I can see that it was running thin.

"Hermione, say something." He broke the silence, making me snap back to reality. My throat went dry and my hands were shaking, but I really didn't want to just leave him without an answer.

"I don't know what to say." Was my reply. My voice was hoarse and kind of awkward, but that was the least of my worries now.

Viktor opened his mouth to say something, but I silenced him.

"Actually, I have got a lot of things to say. One of them is that you deserve a slap from me, a hard one. Wait no, scratch that. You deserve a roundhouse kick to your genitals, you bastard." I started, my hand itching to punch him.

"I'm sorry-" he wanted to say, but I cut him off. Again.

"You shouldn't have acted like that. You hurt my feelings by going after Evangeline, Viktor. I tried to be happy for you, I really did, but I couldn't stop myself from crying to sleep every night. But..." I stopped, mentaly preparing myself for the rant. A glint of hope shone in his eyes, making my heart race.

"I'm sorry too, okay? I acted like a spoiled brat, trying to avoid you at all cost. I should have been a better friend, I should have supported you throughout your relationship with Evangeline, even if it was fake. I should have confessed my feelings for you earlier, but instead, I hid behind them. For that, I sincerely apologize." I said, my gaze lowering. Oh wow, who knew that my shoes were this interesting.

Suddenley, I felt two fingers pressing softly against my skin, and I tilted my head up. Viktor was just looking at me with his lips parted in a tight line and eyes roaming around my face. They stopped at my lips, but then he looked me in the eye. They held so much intensity that I had to look away.