#✦ 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝟎𝟔 ➜ ｢ Within the Halls of Hogwarts ｣

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➤ @slytherintragedy asked: ‘ you may ask the questions, which I may not choose to answer. ’ - Theo

  ❝Oh, may I?❞ Hermione's eyes rolled at his words playfully, her nose wrinkling at him. The sod; acting like such a smart arse. Theodore Nott, infamous at being a twat and a flirt all in one go; who would've thought? Not that her flirted with her ( not that she even knew it ), but he was a Slytherin; the house that was good at that sort of thing, she supposed.

  ❝Pray tell then, Theodore,❞ She rolled his full first name off of her tongue with ease, knowing it'd irk him just a bit, her chocolate gaze zeroing in on him, ❝Is this something you find some sort of joy in? Following Gryffindors? Annoying them? Or is it just me? Didn't take you for the sort to pick favourites.❞ She says with a drop of sarcasm.

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   ❝Well, someone has to be, don't they? I can't imagine Ronald doing it, can you?❞ Not that she meant that out of any sort of malice. She adored Ron, of course she did; though not like before. She had a crush, but it was... short-lived, and clearly she had someone else in mind that Taylor was absolutely not going to let go of now that the information was out in the open. Ron was smart, but in his own sort of way, and she admired him—as a friend—for that.

   Her relaxed attitude went from 0 to 100 in mere seconds at the mention of children, her cheeks utterly burning, ❝I don't think it's appropriate to be thinking, let alone talking, of the type of children we'd have when we haven't even had a proper conversation!❞ The witch hissed, her hands coming to cover her face again. Gods above, this talk in the school library of all places! Knowing Taylor, however, she'd change that very soon. Right, getting into conversation with Draco Malfoy whilst having the back-of-thought idea of their supposed future children is a wonderful play. Lovely. Not embarrassing at all.

   . . . Merlin's sodding beard.

   ANYWAY—

   ❝Yes,❞ she quickly responds, anything to get off of the topic of her and Malfoy's children. ❝I think that'd be a good idea. His focus would be purely on you, so he'd have no reason to really be distracted... other than be distracted by you,❞ She leaned, resting her elbow on the table and her chin on the back of her hand, propping her head up, a smirk spreading on her lips, ❝And who knows, you might end up going so far as to having twins with him.❞

"Yes, I can imagine," Taylor replied, smirking. "That's why I said something about it. If anyone can break the mold, it's gotta be you, Miss Brainiac." All said affectionately, of course, because Taylor could appreciate the power of intelligence, and gods knew if Ron and Harry would ever learn to fully appreciate it too.

Sometimes -- privately -- she felt like Hermione deserved to be in a House that actually valued and even coveted her brains. Ravenclaw, certainly, but Slytherin could have, too. Hell, once she started rolling in the points, Taylor doubted any of them would even care that she was Muggleborn.

Well... Some of them might. Some of them did. But they knew better than to say anything when Taylor was in earshot.

At least she was able to convince Hermione to daydream a little, and she grinned back in victory. "I think you'd make beautiful children with him," she teased. "If that was anything you'd be interested in, of course. I'd love to have kids of my own someday. Hey, maybe I'll carry on the tradition of having twins!" After all, Tyler was in Hufflepuff, just as Ruth had been, while Heather had been in Ravenclaw... Were there any twins beyond Fred and George who were in the same House, ever?

The prospect of some time alone with Harry was appealing, and worthy of a distraction. "Maybe that can work," she mused. "If he's one on one, then he's not so distracted... Oh, maybe if I act like I'm confused about something in Defense? It's his best class by far, he'd probably like to help if I asked a few questions. That could be an opening, don't you think?"

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❧ 𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 ☙

➤ @monmuses asked: ❛ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ❜ (from Scott)

   ❝Is that the impression I give?❞ Hermione's brow raised, her hands on her hips, ❝That I always come out with something clever at every possible moment?❞ She didn't mind it too much, she was a rather smart witch, but for someone to tell her that she should be coming out with something remotely smart at any opportunity?

   ...Well, it just basically said they—Scott in this instance—thought she was awfully clever. And she was.

   With a roll of her eyes, Hermione huffed, ❝Would you like me to say something clever, Scott? Is that what does it for you?❞

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❧ Random / Discussed Asks ☙

➤ @brothershardy asked: "Hey Hermione, check out my shirt. It's made out of boyfriend material." Joe winked at her, giving her that crooked grin. "You, uh, you free, the next Hogsmeade trip?"

   ❝...Did you really just say that?❞ Hermione's brow raised as her lips curling in the corner just slightly. Amused, that's what she was right now. It wasn't like Cormac's attempt; he made her want to cringe when he came out with sentences like that, but Joe? No, he had a bit of charm when he did it, which, to her, made it acceptable.

   Her nose scrunching as her arms wrapped comfortably around the book she was holding ( her and her books, what else is new? ), her head tilting to the side, ❝I believe I am. No one else has asked me to go.❞ Which was true, though she'd been avoiding pretty much everyone since her second home is the Hogwarts library. ❝Why, are you asking me to go with you?❞

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❧ Never Have I Ever ☙

➤ @stillsails asked: “Okay, I’ll just stay here and kill myself.” (from a very dramatic Sebastian)

  ❝Must you be so dramatic?❞ Hermione spoke with the slightest bit of agitation in her tone, rolling her eyes at the boy. She wasn't even doing anything other than pick books she needed, so there was no need for that, though she had expressed that she had some prefect duties to perform other than spending her time with him, helping him with his assignments. Sigh—boys. ❝Honestly, Sebastian, you're more than capable of doing these by yourself. You can't be seriously adamant that you NEED my help.❞ She turned to face him, a few books in her arms. Him enjoying her company just didn't seem plausible. A Slytherin, enjoying the company of a Gryffindor? Simply Unheard of.

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❧ Random / Discussed Asks ☙

➤ @heartheaded asked: "Hi--Oh, hi, hello. Wow. I really did not think we would be meeting, um--Charlie! Bradbury. They say you spend your whole life preparing for moments like this, but you're never ready!" Exclaims an overly excited Gryffindor girl about the same age as Hermione, shorter with fiery orange hair and wearing the house robes around her waist. She has a western accent, maybe mid-western, and if it weren't for that she could easily be the missing Weasely.

   Hermione blinked at the girl, looking at her with the most confused look she could give. Dark brown eyes shifting each side, checking if there was someone else she was actually addressing—... no one. Just her. Swallowing thickly, Hermione's brow raised, ❝Do you mean... Me?❞ She asked, pointing to herself then, still confused.

   She was being treated as a celebrity and... for what? She didn't really know, and she wasn't too sure she wanted to find out. Not that this type of attention wasn't appreciated, but... it was different. Very different.

   ❝Charlie Bradbury... A pleasure,❞ She responded politely with a smile, holding out her hand to shake the others. Her mum taught her manners, after all. Peculiar, though—a Gryffindor she hasn't met. She thought she'd met everyone, really, or knew most of the names at least. ❝I'm Hermione Granger,❞ in typical Hermione Granger fashion, ❝but you already knew that, I'm guessing?❞

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❧ DRAMATIC & PROTECTIVE RELATIONSHIP PROMPTS ☙

➤ @acourtcfmuses asked: i should have been here. this is my fault. (Sebastian)

  ❝Blaming yourself won't help anyone, Sebastian.❞ Hermione sighed, taking gentle sips of her Wiggenweld potion. She understood his frustration, she did, but getting pressed about it now won't do any good, especially when the situation had already passed. Once her potion was downed and vial empty, Hermione glanced toward the Slytherin, ❝You're here now. I think that's what matters the most.❞

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❧ Last of Us (show) Starters ☙

➤ @thenightmareofyourdrems asked: ❝ a bad reputation doesn’t mean you’re bad. ❞ ~ sebastian

  Hermione blinked at the boy, her brow raised. What was he insinuating? That she just assumed all Slytherin students were oh so bad? Ridiculous. Why would she? Well, that went without saying—most of the Slytherin house had demoralised her and called her that terrible word, but she was the mature one. Ignored it and carried on with her day.

  Ron sometimes hung back to argue with them, but she didn't stick around. She had studies to do, other pressing matters to attend.

  But Sallow... Sebastian had approached her as if he had something to prove. Sighing, Hermione shook her head, ❝I know that. Are you saying that you're bad, Sebastian?❞ She asked, her head tilting to the side. ❝If not, then what exactly are you getting at?❞

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❧ beauty and the beast sentence starters ☙

➤ @twinthorned asked: ’ If you’d hold still, it wouldn’t hurt as much! ’ - (Vivienne)

  Hermione grumbled as she sat there as her Slytherin friend dabbed her with swabs covered in Wiggenweld potion, and something slightly alcoholic, which explained the little winces that came from the curly haired witch. She hated it. HATED it. But it had to be done, which was why Hermione was frustrated.

  ❝We wouldn't need to do this if Ronald paid attention during class.❞ And as much as she wanted to shout and moan about it, that was when Vivienne dabbed again on her burn wound. Ron had decided to doodle during the lesson, drawing Snape with mean words surrounding him and other silly things, so when it came to actually brewing the assigned potion, he failed. Of course, Hermione attempted to help him recover it ( being advised otherwise from her peers but chose to help anyway ) which THEN lead to the potion exploding, drops going everywhere, hitting various students though only few. Hermione being the main target, and the concoction burning through her robes and onto her skin, leaving nasty, little burns. Luckily it wasn't anywhere revealing so no one got an eye-full, but it was enough.

  Sighing, Hermione looked toward the Slytherin, her brows knitted together, ❝I should've just left him to it, shouldn't I?❞

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❧ DRAMATIC & PROTECTIVE RELATIONSHIP PROMPTS ☙

➤ @acourtcfmuses asked: they told me you'd be trouble. clearly that was an understatement. (Ominis)

  Hermione's nose wrinkled, her lips curling in the corners, ❝Whoever you've been talking to has been feeding you the wrong sort of information, then, Ominis. And it isn't that I'm trouble. Trouble finds me.❞ Which was true nine times out of ten. Thanks to her best friend being none other than Harry Potter, trouble made itself known more often than not.

  And a part of her liked it. Sue her, yes, the bits of rule breaking she HAD to do was almost thrilling.

  ❝Is there a name for this source of yours?❞ She asked, her head tilting. Yes, Hermione, asked a question like that after being sought out. She was looking into whatever it was Sebastian Sallow was after, but NOT for his reasons, whatever those may be. She wanted to find it and report it to a teacher, or even a Ministry official. But, of course, some rule breaking had to be in play in order to do that. No avail, however. ❝I wasn't up to any mischief, you know.❞

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❧ Random / Discussed Asks ☙

➤ @oldmaqic asked: “Hermioneeeeee, give me attentionnnnn.”

  Placing her hands on Hina's shoulders, Hermione rolled her eyes, ❝You're around me most moments of every day, Hina, you get most of my attention. Is that not enough?❞ Her lips pressed to the side to form a pout as she raised a brow. They were joint at the hip more than most, other than when Hina wonders off to find butterflies or to pester Sebastian.

  Releasing her, the curly brunette crossed her arms over her chest, tutting, ❝What type of attention are you after? The type where I ramble on about you needing to come to classes, or the type where we just go to lunch or Hogsmeade?❞

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   Her eyes widened as her head flicked up, curls bouncing on her shoulders and across her forehead. What did he just say—? Her face went from its usual tone to bright pink so fast, she couldn't even stop it if she tried to. He literally just called her his future wife. Those three words alone hold so much and he said them as if it was something he'd been planning to say, that he'd been thinking about saying for a long time.

   Swallowing thickly, Hermione blinked, ❝Did you—❞ She tried but fell totally flat, her jaw snapping to seal her lips. Gods above, she couldn't get the words out. He made her speechless unintentionally. Alright then—take two. ❝...Did you mean that?❞ Her voice finally came out, quiet but soft, eyes flicking to their surrounds and then back at him in a continuous loop. She couldn't stay focused. She needed to stay focused. How could she when then was in the air now? It wasn't awkward... not to her, but it certainly did a number on him.

   ❝Scott...❞ Hermione managed, her head tilting as she gave it her best effort to look at him. One minute she's sorting out his uniform and the next... this. ❝I can't not acknowledge that and you know it.❞

He really couldn't help it. He didn't even find a problem with it, but he found how adorable it was that she got so worked up over the crookedness and not-so neat looki he had with his tie and his collared shirt, adjusting his robe a little once she pulled her hands away. The glare, oh the glare. He knew to expect it now, shuffling a little as he laughed it off.

"I made sure I looked good today. You just seem to find the little messups I do," he chuckled. "You got a better eye for it than I do! And I appreciate it, Hermione. Having somebody like you keeping an eye out for me."

She really was cute to him, and he'd always note that to her whenever she got like this. Surely, he wasn't any better, but he had his reasons! While re-adjusting his collar, he looked up at the comment and, without any hesitation, spoke off the top of his mind. "I'm not sure. She seems to be doing just that for me already--"

A hand slapped across his mouth, covering his palm with the other the moment those words slipped. Oh God, Oh God, how did he let that fly out of his mouth?! He only thought that to himself! And here he was, now making a fool out of himself for saying such a thing! Quickly, his face burned with red, stretching to the tips of his ears and his neck.

"...please don't acknowledge what I just said," he mumbled weakly, glancing away sheepishly and quickly.

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❧ hogwarts au sentences ☙ ⤷ ALWAYS ACCEPTING ⤶

➤ @peachiiihearts asked: “ have you met the new DADA professor yet? how was it? ” || from blair LET'S DO IT

  ❝Gods, no, not yet,❞ Hermione drawled, hugging her books close to her chest as she eyed at her fellow Gryffindor. She was dreading Defense Against the Dark Arts if she was honest. Each teacher for that subject in particular always had something about them—some dark past or extra baggage with them. She couldn't put her finger on it, it just seemed to always be that way, and that made her Eighth year all the more terrifying.

  Pressing her lips into a thin line, Hermione turned her head to actually look at Blair, ❝Who do you reckon we'll have? Honestly, it's times like these that I miss Snape. He was probably the most competent, regardless of his... background.❞ She tensed a bit, really. He was a scary man, if and when he chose to be—smart and cunning. Lockhart was completely out of the picture. Good looking but a total liar and someone who now had no retention of some of his memories. If all that didn't happen, he would've been third on the list—and no, not because Hermione had a crush on him in their second year. He was still a pompous, self-loving twat... definitely a no-go. Bless Lupin, she'd give anything to have him teaching again.

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❧ Last of Us (show) Starters ☙

➤ @madesouls asked: ❝ i don’t want your sorries. ❞ - Poppy

  ❝I don't think I recall apologising for anything.❞ Hermione huffed, rolling her eyes. Apologising to a Slytherin... of course, it depended on whom, but what did she have to apologise to Bulstrode for? Nothing, as far as she was concerned. ❝I was just simply stating the obvious.❞ She shrugged, ❝Just because I said I was wrong, doesn't make it an apology.❞

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❧ “YOU CAN KILL ME BUT DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THEM” ☙

➤ @tw0heads asked: ❝ you don’t understand. i need you safe. not because i don’t think you can handle yourself but because i can’t focus on anything else if there’s even the smallest possibility you’re in danger. ❞ / from ominis 🤗

  ❝—But I can help!❞ The curly haired witch pleaded, her brows meeting in the middle, her eyes becoming glossed over. She wouldn't cry. Mustn't, actually. She was smart, strong, and heavily underestimated due to being a Muggleborn... however, people were starting to realise that wasn't the case. ❝You've seen me with Ron and Harry, you know I can manage!❞ She attempted a second time, her wand being squeezed in one of her hands as the other grabbed, gently, at his Slytherin robes. Why did his voice have to sound so calm and soft like that? Why? As much as it had her stomach in knots, he was just too bloody sweet. And it really didn't help that he was expressing his concern for her safety, that just added a feeling in her gut. A mix of affection and guilt.

  ❝Please, Ominis.❞ One last calm attempt, her voice almost whispering. ❝I'll be careful. You know I will be.❞

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  That pompous twat— this was supposed to be a serious conversation! She's been accosted by Ron, Harry and Ginny more times than she can count purely because they'd heard bloody rumours! Not that they suspected it was her, But Ronald had his eyes narrowed at her the entire time. If he wasn't such an arse that night, then... No. No, that would make her sound like she regretted any of it. She should, because this was Draco-sodding-Malfoy, there were a lot of things that could be seen as wrong. A pureblood and a muggleborn? The boy that had berated her about her blood and how she was for years? A pair of people that had more of a connection disregarding each other than anything else? The list could go on.

  When she'd tugged him away from everyone else's eyes, she'd immediately started talking, to get straight to the point! He'd clearly decided he'd heard enough with the way he pressed a kiss to her lips, his hands here, there and everywhere. If he wanted to shut her up— well, he'd very much succeeded in doing that. Her hands ended up grabbing hold of his Slytherin robes as if to steady herself, because — good Godric — he knew exactly how to take her breath out of her. Managing to get her words out though, Hermione's eyes rolled at his reaction. Typical of him, if she was honest. And she'd be lying if him calling her Princess, even if messing around, didn't make her blush, because it sure did. Damn him.

  ❝Regardless if I did or didn't,❞ She did, or she would've pushed him away from her by now, ❝Doesn't it concern you, even a little bit?❞ She asks with a slight scowl, ❝If... If this is to continue,❞ a breath as she relaxes ( she's been thinking about this all day ), ❝we need to be more discreet. It takes one student to spot us doing what we've been doing, Malfoy.❞ She tries to be stern with him, but with how he looks at her now? With how they were and what they were doing? Merlin, it was very difficult.

✩༺♥༻✩ ━ ❝if they find out we slept together, we're in big trouble.❞

✪ 。゜ ⠀ ☆ 。゜ ⠀ ★ Answered » { Hermione }

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It was never supposed to happen, they were meant to hate each other. And Draco never, ever thought something like that was possible but one night had changed everything. It had started out like any other day, the Slytherin spent the day causing mischief with his friends. And by that evening, he was just doing his own thing. Was goofing around when he stumbled upon what seemed to be a fight between two familiar Gryffindors, which was awkward but he didn't walk away. Mainly because it wasn't long before the two were storming off in different directions, unfortunately though Hermione did end up running straight into him. And the Slytherin could have been a little shit, which wouldn't have been anything new. Don't get him wrong, he did PLAYFULLY tease her a bit but the night ended in a twist. They ended up hooking up, not even once but more than once that night. As he would like to say her night on the wild side but it was only for that night and afterwards they avoided each other like the plague.

But then rumors started to spread around, which Malfoy found amusing at most. It shouldn't because really it was no one's business but it was their guesses of WHOM this mystery person could be that amused him, honestly how anyone found out was beyond him but he wasn't about to question it. But then one night when he was alone and walking back to his house, the Slytherin was pulled aside quickly. Which Draco was about to react when he realized it was Hermione, which caused him to narrow his eyes at the Gryffindor. Had stood there quietly to hear her out but eventually he shut her up with a kiss before correcting her. Kissing her some more, letting his hands roam until she broke the kiss to state the obvious. Which caused a soft snicker that lacked any real mockery to escape his throat at her statement. ❝Oh no Princess, you don't say? And here I thought, we'd be welcomed like royalty.❞ Malfoy teased with a smirk. ❝But seriously, I'm more than aware if anyone knew about us then trouble will follow. But they don't know so what's the harm? Besides you had fun, didn't you? So why not just say hell with it and live life on the edge?❞