ONESHOTS | harmione

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝

"Harry, are you sure?" Hermione exclaimed, feeling quite guilty. "I don't want to intrude on your family plans."

"Hermione, I want you to come, and besides, I'm sure my parents won't care." Harry sighed, tucking a piece of Hermione's golden brown locks behind her hair.

"Thanks. Did you write to Lily and James already?!" Hermione asked, a faint blush spreading to her cheeks from Harry's small action.

She looked over at him, only to see him gazing down at the floor. He fiddled his thumbs around, searching for a reasonable excuse to why he didn't write his parents.

"Harry!! Go write them!!" Hermione screeched when she realized what he was up to.

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"Hurry!! You're going to miss the train." Hermione hollered, the excitement overflowing from her voice. She was overjoyed when she heard that Lily and James had allowed her to spend the holiday break at their house.

Harry jumped on the train at the last moment, pulling his and Hermione's luggage behind him.

"Why thank you, kind sir." Hermione giggled, grinning at Harry.

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The train came to a swift stop, knocking Hermione out of her seat. She braced herself to hit the rough ground of the train compartment. However, before she could come into contact with the floor, she was saved. Hermione looked up, and she was greeted by a pair of amused green eyes.

"Oh shut up." She sighed, playfully smacking his shoulder.

Harry picked up Hermione's luggage before she could even disagree. She rolled her eyes. Harry always treated her so kindly. Anyone that would have laid eyes on them would have easily classified them as the perfect couple, they, however, were the only two that seemed oblivious to the fact.

When they rushed off the train, their eyes immediately began searching for a certain duo.

"Harry!" A red-headed, middle-aged woman called out to them. Harry grabbed Hermione's hand and lead her over to meet his welcoming parents.

"You must be Hermione. Yes, Harry's told us all about you." Lily warmly greeted the brunette girl.

"I didn't know you had a girlfriend." James chuckled at his son, watching the teens bright red faces.

"Dad!" Harry glared at James, instantly letting go of Hermione's hand. Hermione's smile melted into a frown, this action didn't go unnoticed by Lily.

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Hermione had been at the Potter's house for over a week now, and things were delightful, for the most part. There was something up with Harry, and Hermione wasn't putting up with it anymore.

"Harry!" Hermione called impatiently, knocking frantically on his bedroom door. After moments of silence, she barged into his room to find it empty. Her eyes traveled over to the open window, as the sound of his joyous laughter drifted in. Hermione ran over it, ducking her head out the window. She spotted him, sitting underneath the willow tree, his eyes focused on the serene surroundings.

After another brief second of watching him, Hermione jogged down the stairs, and out by him, being extremely careful not to make a sound. She sat beside him and rested her head on his shoulder. Harry sighed, allowing the soft smell of vanilla and strawberry to flood into his nose. Oh, how he loved this girl.

"Mione, can I ask you something?!"

"I mean, you sort of already did, but go ahead." She giggled, snuggling closer to him.

"I was wondering- and you don't have to- if maybe you- ummm-" He started, suddenly stopping at loss for words.

"You can tell me anything, you know that?!"

"Yeah, I know. I was wondering if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade with me sometime?!" Harry said, becoming interested in a maple leaf.

"As friends?" Hermione asked, secretly hoping for more.

"Well, no..." He sighed, feeling quite empty inside.

"Harry, I would love to."

A grin spread across Harry's face. They both leaned back, resting against the damp grass, counting the stars.

"Lily! You owe me 40 gallons." James proudly hollered from upstairs. His brown eyes watching the couple. He laughed at the sudden thought that popped in his head. They were just like Lily and him.