Wait For Me To Come Home - Hermione Granger x Reader
Short disclaimer: 1. This oneshot/drabble (idk what) was written with/inspired by the song Photograph by Ed Sheeran, so the lyrics are in italics, 2. This is my first every actual fic that I've written, I know it will be rough so expect typos, mistakes, and a sucky storyline.
I actually kinda like it but that's besides the point and I think this will flop
Feedback is encouraged, constructive criticism is awesome🥺
Word count: about 1k words i think
Warnings: angst with a fluffy ending, (very small) mentions of death, very plot heavy = not much dialogue sorry
Wait for me to come home.
That's what she said when she left. Hermione Granger. The girl who stole your heart. The girl who left you smitten. The girl who left you. It wasn't her choice. I mean, what choice did she have? It was Harry or Harry's death. So she left. Voldemort was getting stronger, she told you. They had to find the horcruxes, they said. Someone had to stay behind and make sure Hogwarts was safe. Someone had to stay. And that someone was you.
Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes,
But it's the only thing that I know.
When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes.
It is the only thing makes us feel alive.
Those months without her were agony. Life without her wasn't the same. When she left, she took a part of you with her. A part that can't be replaced. It was a necessary piece of yourself that you couldn't get back unless you got her back too. She was your everything. And she was gone.
We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
And time's forever frozen, still.
You held onto a picture you two had taken together. Hermione and you, in a meadow, holding each other close. You remember the soft grass beneath your bare feet, and the feeling of her arms around your waist. You watched as her smile never wavered in the picture, giggling at something stupid you said. She was wearing a beautiful blue sundress, you remembered how she adored that dress. Your smile was enough to tell an entire story. It was a story full of late night writing sessions, holding hands in the library, sweet forehead kisses, and endless jokes. That smile hadn't appeared since she left. It was hard to believe you were so happy back then. It was hard to believe you could ever be that happy again.
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
Wait for me to come home.
She was your everything, and when your everything is gone, you're only a shell of yourself. Your other friends had noticed. You had shadows haunting your eyes, you were pale and sullen. You weren't yourself without her. When your world is shaken, you hold onto all you have left. But what happens when all you have left is taken too?
Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen,
Next to your heartbeat where I should be.
Keep it deep within your soul.
You would fall asleep at night, holding a locket Hermione gave you. She received it as a gift, and it was so dear to her. She gave it to you before she left. She pressed it into your hand and whispered to you. She whispered words of hope, words that you replayed in your mind every night. The last sentence she said was the one you hung onto dearly. It was all you had left.
"Wait for me to come home."
Well, that's okay, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages, you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go.
You were by the Black Lake. You would seek shelter there everyday from the judgemental stares, the persecution of Carrows and the cold reality of life. You shivered. You had sat there months before with her. Life was so simple then. And you resented it. You resented this place. You resented it because she had embedded herself into the lake. She had embedded herself into so many factions of your life. Wherever you looked, she was there. And it hurt. You collapsed onto the cold ground, finally allowing yourself to give in to despair. For all you know, she could be dead. Not one owl had come from her. Not one. No news, nothing. The tears prickled at the corners of your eyes, clouding your vision. Ron and Harry could be dead too. Your real friends could be gone forever, and you had no way of knowing. The light of hope you had clung to since she left went out. You sobbed. What else was there to do?
That's okay, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages, you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home.
You sat there for hours, not caring about what classes you should be at or if anyone noticed. The tears were still fresh on your face when you heard someone approaching, but you didn't quite care at this point.
"Y/n?" A shaky voice behind you questioned. You hardly heard it, your head was nestled into your knees, and you were wiping away your tears, sniffling as quietly as you could.
"You'll have to excuse me, I'm having a crying session," came your muffled reply.
"Y/n," the voice whispered it this time, but you heard it clearly. Time seemed to stop. You stood up and whipped around, your hair flying into your face, but you didn't care. Your heart dropped into your stomach as you faced the person you had dreamt about seeing once more for so many months. You hesitated.
"Hermione?" You whispered softly, your eyes threatening to tear up again. This couldn't be real. She was here? But the glimmer of tears in her own eyes assured you that this was real.
"I'm home," she replied, and the first genuine smile in months appeared on your face. She sprinted to your side, knocking you over as she embraced you. You fell over with her right next to you. Your tears mingled with hers as you rested your forehead against Hermione's.
You spent the rest of the day in her arms, both of you sobbing randomly many times, from joy or relief, neither of you could tell. The hurt, the pain, and the sorrow you had been experiencing vanished entirely with a peck on the cheek, a sweet caress. The world was so uncertain. So many things were left unknown. But all you knew is that a piece of your heart had been mended, a piece that had been broken for far too long.
Wait for me to come home.
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