Hermione Granger x Ravenclaw Reader
A/N: Just a little idea I came up with after writing my post what the Golden Trio Era Characters look for in a relationship!
You were running to potions class, and you were very, very late. You shuddered to think of the detention you were going to get later. You tried your best to sneak into the back of the classroom while Professor Snape breathed down the neck of another student, but like he bloody hawk he is, he saw you. “Detention i think, Mx. Y/L/N. I don’t need to give you a Memory Potion for you to remember your next class, do I?” You shook your head violently and quickly sat down next to your potions partner, Hermione Granger, who had her head shoved into the textbook, her potion furiously smoking.
“what did i miss?” you whispered, not wanting to upset Professor Snape further. “Sleeping Draught” she whispered back, and you pulled out your book and flipped to the correct page. You were about to pour the flobberworm mucus into the cauldron, but quickly stopping yourself when you saw a small piece of rolled up parchment in the bottom. You set down your bottle of Flobberworm Mucus and unrolled the scrap of parchment, upon which a note was scrawled in emerald green ink.
Dear Y/N,
I love your hair and they way you brush it out of your eyes when you chop ingredients or take notes :)
- Lutrinae
You sat back in your chair for a moment and puzzled over the note. What does “Lutrinae” mean? Who’s Lutrinae? Why did they write it? You rubbed your thumb over the alias and turned over the parchment, examining to see if anything else was written. Eyes still on the piece of parchment, you nudged Hermione. “hey d’you reckon you know who wrote this? You must’ve seen someone slip it in my cauldron.” Hermione shook her head, her cheeks slightly pink “I have no idea who wrote it. I’m sorry Y/N, I didn’t see anyone slip it in.” You smiled and shrugged, then shoved the note into your pocket to muse over later, your attention back on your Sleeping Draught.
You joined your friends at the Ravenclaw table after your detention with Professor Snape. “I’m starving!” you said, plopping down next to Luna Lovegood and Padma Patil. “Where were you Y/N?” asked Luna. “Detention with Snape” you said darkly, shoveling food into your mouth. You continued eating, and laughing with your friends at Terry Boot and Michael Corner, who were trying to explode an apple being eaten by Draco Malfoy.
“Oh, hey Padma, Luna! You have friends in Gryffindor, right?” They both looked at you and nodded. You pulled the note out of the pocket in your robes, and unrolled it for them both to see. I found this note in my cauldron when I got to potions class. I was late, and so any second-year Ravenclaw or Gryffindor could’ve done it.” Padma’s brow furrowed as she puzzled over the piece of parchment. “who’s your partner in potions?” she asked, while Luna looked dreamily at the enchanted ceiling. “Hermione Granger. I asked if she had seen who put it in there, but she said she didn’t know.” you said.
Luna diverted her attention away from the ceiling. “Well either Hermione is telling the truth, or obviously whoever it is asked Hermione not to tell you. We can ask Ron and Harry if the three of them were late to class today, and we can ask Professor Flitwick about the meaning of the name ‘Lutrinae’” said Luna matter-of-factly.“That’s settled then. We’ll go to Professor Flitwick tomorrow, and after that we can try to talk to Ron and Harry without Hermione noticing.” You smiled at your new plan, excited to find out who was writing notes to you. You were struck with a sudden pang of guilt and quickly added “We have to make sure Hermione doesn’t find out we’re going behind her back. She’s really sweet, and I’d hate for her to get hurt because of a silly note.” Padma and Luna nodded.
You got distracted from your planning upon hearing a bang from the Slytherin table. “OUCH!” screamed a few Slytherins, and snickered, realizing Michael and Terry had succeeded in blowing up Draco’s apple. “MY FATHER WILL HEAR ABOUT THIS!!” shouted an outraged Malfoy. Michael and Terry were both howling with laughter, along with the rest of the Great Hall. “Oh will he then? You gonna go crying to daddy, because you’ve lost your apple?” shouted a red-haired Gryffindor boy from behind you, his voice full of mock sympathy. Tears streamed down your face from laughing, and for a few moments Lutrinae was forgotten.
A/N: thanks for reading! I’m really excited for this series! I can’t wait and I have plenty of ideas ;) More coming soon! Have a magical day Loves 💛
