Book 5: Harry Potter reader insert

Chapter 27: Christmas with Hermione

"I never knew..." Hermione said looking in the verge of tears. (Y/n) quickly put his arm around her.

"Never did I" Ron said weakly.

"Me neither" (Y/n) said, comforting Hermione.

"Dumbledore told me" Harry said weakly. "But he made me promise I wouldn't mention it. That's want Bellatrix got sent to Azkaban for."

"Bellatrix Lestrange did that?" Hermione asked horrified.

"How could someone do that?" (Y/n) said more as a statement than a question.

After that they headed back to Mr Weasley's ward and said their goodbyes before heading back to Grimmauld place.

Before they knew it it was Christmas. They woke up early in the morning and exchanged gifts.

(Y/n) had gotten a new jumper from Mrs Weasley, and a small foe glass from his dad. He had given Harry one of Dobby's ball balls that he had nicked from the room of requirements along with a cool wand holster for his broom.

For Ron he had gotten him a copy of Hogwarts a History along with a note saying that he hoped Ron would finally read a book and learn something.

Hermione had gotten each of them a homework planner, which (Y/n) thought was adorable.

(Y/n) spent the majority of his day with Hermione in one of the empty rooms of Grimmauld place.

Hermione handed him a wrapped box, which he quickly tore the wrapping paper off of and opened the box.

Inside was a (F/c) hand knit scarf that matched the hat Hermione had made for him before.

(Y/n) on the other hand had gotten her a framed picture of the two of them from over the summer, and had had it magically develop so that the two of them in the picture moved.

"So good Christmas?" (Y/n) asked Hermione.

"Good Christmas" she said nuzzling her head into his chest.

(Y/n) loved these little moments with Hermione, it was nice to be able to spend time with her alone.

He took one of Hermione's hands into his own and intertwined his fingers with her's. (Y/n) closed his eyes and just took in the moment.

He would never forget this, he would never forget these moments; the feel of Hermione's head on his chest; the sound of her soft breathing; the pleasant scent that she had, a scent that made him feel warm and happy: as though everything would be right in the world.

He raised his free hand and gentle ran it through Hermione's soft hair.

"Everything alright?" Hermione's soft and sweet voice pulled (Y/n) out of his thoughts.

"Hmm?" (Y/n) said slowly opening his eyes and focusing on Hermione's warm and beautiful brown eyes.

"Are you okay?" She asked him again sounding a bit concerned.

(Y/n) smiled at her. "Of course I am love" it slipped out of his mouth before he could help it. "Sorry" He said quickly, his cheeks starting to burn and turn red.

"Don't be... I liked it" she said "I like the way it sounds when you say it." She said smiling widely at him.

"Well that's good... love" (Y/n) replied awkwardly, his cheeks still red.

"Oh yeah weird thing" Hermione said sitting up and turning to (Y/n) "Ron got me perfume" she said matter of factly.

"What?" (Y/n) exclaimed taken aback.

Hermione obviously saw that this had bothered (Y/n), and she giggled slightly at his shocked face.

"Don't worry about it (N/n)" she said planting a kiss onto his lips. "I love you, not Ron. And I doubt he even thought about it." she said with a laugh.

"Sorry" (Y/n) said sheepishly, slightly embarrassed. Hermione took his hand in her's, and gently squeezed it.

"(Y/n) you're the only one for me; not Ron, not Viktor; you. Okay?" She said.

"How is the bald brutish bitchy Bulgarian bonehead?" He asked her chuckling. (Y/n) knew that she was still writing letters to her. She frowned slightly at this.

"He's alright, and he's actually been asking about you" (Y/n) snorted at this. "No really he has been, he was wondering how you were."

"Yeah I bet, probably checking to see if I'd died yet so he could make his move"

"I don't get why you don't like him" Hermione Said, still frowning.

"More reasons than I could count" he muttered "but he's your friend, and that's the only reason I have killed him yet" he joked with her, smirking slightly.

She hit him on the arm gently, (Y/n) moved towards her and wrapped his arms around her waist and started to kiss her.

Suddenly the door banged open. "MOODY! Don't you know how to knock!" (Y/n) shouted at him springing to his feet. His entire face had turned roughly the color of Ron's hair.

Moody's face contorted into a disturbing and horrific look, and it (Y/n) a few minutes to realize that he saw grinning. Moody then let out a rough and growl like laugh.

It was the first time that he had ever seen Moody smile, let alone laugh. "SOD OFF MOODY!" He yelled at him, pulling out his wand and shooting fire at him.

Moody easily deflected it and kept laughed as he left the room.

(Y/n) stood there for a second his face still burning, and red. "Well then" Hermione said in a quiet voice from behind him.

He turned around and found that Hermione was still sitting in the same spot, her face equally as red as (Y/n)'s.

"That just happened didn't it?" He asked her, with a slight laugh. She simply nodded at this.

"Well we're going to have to face them sooner or later" he said sticking his hand out to her, which she quickly took and the two of them headed down the stairs.

As they entered the kitchen they were met with laughter, it appeared as though moody had already told the whole house. The twins mocked making out as they walked them.

Harry and Ginny were doubled over with laughter, as was Tonk. It looked as though everyone one in the kitchen had found the situation hilarious.

Everyone except Ron who was standing in the corner looking upset, and slightly angry.

"Well it sounds like you two are having a very happy Christmas" Sirius said, with his bark like laugh.