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Quidditch Love | Hermione Granger × y/n (fem reader)
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Ongoing, First published May 04, 2023
{g×g} [slow burn]

When y/n visits Hogwarts for the triwizard tournament, Everyone seems to wanna gain her attention because of her being a very FAMOUS quidditch star. However Hermione Granger is not flattered by y/n's popularity but deep down, no one knows how Hermione felt like...

Is she really who Hermione thinks she is?! Or there's a different story behind all it..

'''Obliviate''' said Hermione Granger, "I will do anything to be with her.."
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