𝑊𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑙 || H.G

« 2. Badumps »

Hermione kept staring before clearing her throat. She felt her cheeks flushed and tried hiding it with her wild bushy hair.

(Y/n) was wearing a plain black vest with some dark green highlights, a dark turquoise bow was hanging around her neck and black suit pants fitted around her legs not too tightly but still showed her shape.

'Badump badump badumpbadumpbadump-'

"Is it really you, Granger?"

'BADUMPBADUMPBADUMPBADUMP-"

"And is it really you, (L/n)?" Hermione snapped back sassily even though she could barely hear herself from the loud thumpings of her heart.

"Im assuming from the tone you had, you are indeed Hermione Know-It-All Granger," (Y/n) sneered, rolling her eyes.

"Your assumption is indeed correct (Y/n) Playgirl (L/n)"

"Gryffindork"

"Slythernonce"

Hermione looked at her again. Her hair was down and looked more stylish than usual. Her face also looked more attractive even though she wasn't wearing any makeup. She sat on an office chair, leaning back and had one of her foot on one arm of the chair.

"Like what you see Granger?"

Hermione was too much in thought she didn't have enough time to think of an excuse.

"Um I-I was just wondering why you're wearing such clothing"

"I just thought wearing something nice would get the guest, you know. Just wasn't expecting a nerd to show up instead," (Y/n) scoffed.

Hermione was furious and a teeny bit disappointed. She stormed up to the (h/c) and slammed her hand on the wooden table between them.

"Look, Im not here to listen to your insults alright. Im here to know where I am, how I got here and why I'm here."

"Merlin, have you got that listed in your brain all the time or something?"

Hermione gave her a stern look just like Mcgongall would make when (Y/n) would get caught doing...anything she does in general.

"Kidding. You are currently in the afterlife and you were resurrected here by Regulus or his other lads,"(Y/n) answered casually.

"You missed one question," she growled.

"Hm, what was that?"she smirked.

She gave the look again.

"Don't avoid the question or I'll figure it out myself"

(Y/n) furrowed her eyebrows, still smirking. She then sighed,"Honestly, I'd like to see you try. But that would just be cruel, wouldn't it.

Her face was now inches away from the brunette's. The tension between them rising.

~

The bushy haired girl was skimming through different shelves before the peaceful silence was interrupted by a familiar voice.

'Looking for a way to get that bush off your head, Granger?'

The Gryffindor kelt her eyes on the books, listening to the footsteps getting closer.

'What are you even doing here in the library?'

She looked up to see (Y/n) (L/n), her face inches away from hers.

'Well, The Heir of Slytherin Saint Potter happens to be here'

'Its not him'

She growled as the Slytherin chuckled, leaving her alone to go back to her group.

~

The (h/c) fell back to her chair, chuckling.

"Doesn't really matter since you're going to be stuck here no matter what anyways."

Hermione was now tired of this shit and asked the question the second time.

"Why am I here? I thought I was a nice person back when I was alive?"

"Oh yes I know you were nice, seeing as you weren't suppose to be stuck here at the first place-

"Why.Am.I.Here." Her voice wavering in anger, which did not intimidated the other girl one bit. The Slytherin now had a smug look on her face.

"Well Granger, welcome! To your new royal abode."

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