Random Fem!Characters x Readers

Hermione Granger x Reader || 1

Y/N is in her fourth year in Hogwarts and has had a crush on Hermione for more than two years. She's a huge flirt, but has never flirted with Hermione. And Hermione's bothered about it?

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Y/N's POV

"See you," I tried to smoothly end the awkward conversation with a Ravenclaw I flirted with a few days ago. Before she could respond, I smiled and walked away.

As soon as I turned the corner and knew that I was out of her sight, I started smacking myself on the head.

"Stupid... weird... potato...!" I mumbled to myself between slaps. Suddenly, I felt someone sidle up to me.

"You know, you should really stop leading people on." I heard them say. I instantly recognized the voice.

"I know that, Ginny. It's just that..." I trail of, sighing. "I guess I'm trying to get over... you know who."

"Hermione's not Voldemort, [Y/n]." She states. I glare at her playfully.

"How do you think people will react when they hear me say 'I'm trying to get over Hermione Granger'?" I lower my voice to a hushed whisper.

With that, I earned a smack to the back of my head. "Ugh! Bloody hell you arse! You know your slaps are harder than mine!"

She stops and crosses her arms across her chest. "[Y/n] [L/n], you flirt with girls you idiot. Everybody knows that you swing both ways."

"... right." I bite my lip in embarrassment.

"Although, I can't help but notice that you flirt with almost everyone in fourth and fifth year except for your all time crush."

"Yeah, because that's your brother's job." I mumble bitterly.

"Yeah, but you flirt with almost everybody."

"Surprisingly, not that many people date in our year." I say icily. Remembering that Hermione and Ron are basically the only couple in the fourth and fifth year.

She sighs sympathetically. "I'm sorry that they're dating but, [Y/n]—"

"You shouldn't be sorry." I sigh at the thousandth time she's apologized for her brother. Not that I think it's wrong that they're dating, it's just that she's my crush and you kind of get the picture.

"But [Y/n]—"

"Really," I reassure her. "No one should be saying sorry. Except for me."

She furrows her eyebrows in confusion. "Why?"

"For having to keep up with me, and ranting about how much I like your brother's girlfriend." I explain as I start towards the Quidditch pitch.

We continue to walk in silence but, I should've known that Ginny knows exactly how I try escaping reality.

"You're gonna practice Quidditch again?" She complains. I just simply raise my eyebrows as my expression she knows as 'yeah, pretty much'.

"Look, you just have to get over this." She states.

"It's not as simple as that, Ginny."