ONESHOTS | harmione

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ʜᴇʀᴍɪᴏɴᴇ's ᴘᴏᴠ -

The feathered quill glided elegantly against the roll of fresh parchment, as the words appeared on the page.

Dear Harry,
I don't think I ever had the chance to tell you how much you really mean to me. You mean the world to me, and if something happened to you I would never forgive myself. I don't plan on telling you any of this, because this isn't coming out of my heart as a letter of friendship. No, I've found myself falling you for, and I just can't seem to stop.
Love,
                                     Hermione

I gentility tucked the letter under my pillow, oblivious to the corner hanging out.

"Hermione! Come on, we are going to miss the Quidditch Match!!" Ginny hollered at me, grabbing my wrist and dragging me to the Quidditch Pitch.

ʟᴀᴠᴇɴᴅᴇʀ's ᴘᴏᴠ -

The door slammed behind Ginny and Hermione, shutting me in silents. For some reason, I didn't even want to go to the Quidditch Match. My eyes scanned the Girl's Dormitory, stopping when they spotted the corner of parchment hanging out from Hermione's burgundy pillow. With one quick motion, I yanked the letter out of its covering, not even aware of the secrets that lied within. I gaped as I read the letter. Harry had to know!

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Soon the Quidditch Match was coming to an end, and everyone was returning to their Common Rooms. The noise echoed from downstairs, causing me to sigh. There was no way I could talk to Harry now! Unless...Wait-

I ran down to the Common Room, pushing through the anxious crowd in search for Harry. Finally, after what seemed like forever, I found him.

"Harry, I need to tell you something, it's important." I exclaimed, trying to emphasize how argent this was.

He sighs, and follows me. "Make it quick." I rolled my eyes at his annoyed tone, and handed him the letter. "Read it." I muttered, before leaving him.

★ ★ ★

ʜᴇʀᴍɪᴏɴᴇ's ᴘᴏᴠ -

The door to the Common Room flew open, startling me.

"Harry!" I screeched, startled by his entrance. He didn't say anything, but instead came and sat down beside me, resting his head on my shoulder. A faint blush spread up to my cheeks, and a joyful smile inched its way onto my lips.

"Harry..." I sighed, resting my head back on his.

"Don't say anything," Harry answered sharply. "You'll ruin the moment." I couldn't help it anymore, I bursted out laughing.

Everything instantly turned back to comfortable silence, until Harry disturbed it. "Crap," he muttered, checking his watch. "I'm going to be late for my detention."

"Detention? You got detention?! What did you do this time?"

"Umm- I might have accidentally punched Malfoy in the face." He mumbled out, a mixture of a terrified and content smirk on his face.

"Accidentally?! Might I ask how you accidentally punch someone?!"

"Well, he was saying awful things about you Mione." My expression almost melted into a grin at his comment. He seemed to know what he was doing. I looked back over at him to see him running his hand loosely through his silky raven hair. I yanked my head in the opposite direction.

"Stop doing that!"

"Doing what?" He smirked again, bitting his lip slightly.

"You know EXACTLY what you are doing? Who told you?!"

"Told me what?!"

"I'm serious, Harry."

"No you're not, you're Hermione."

"Harry!" I whined, pouting at him.

"Fine. Lavender gave me your letter."

"Why that little b-"

"Mione, calm down. No need to worry, I feel the same way." Harry approached me, and cradled me closer to his chest, kissing the top of my head slightly. For all those times I dreamed of this situation, I for sure, didn't imagine it like this... :)