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And soon they’ll have the nerve to deck the halls That we once walked through

*** independent & selective multi-muse from Harry Potter *** Penned by Hanna *** book (somewhat), movie (probably), and headcanon (primary) based *** anti-jkr forever!!! ***

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“some parts of you don’t make a lot of sense to me, but i don’t know why the sky turns pink at sunset and i still think it’s beautiful.” owo ...

* idiots to lovers romantic starters

"I hope to always be an enigma to you, George Weasley."

Hermione knew what he meant. Or at least, she had heard countless others say those same words to her. Well, the first bit. No one has seemed to ever truly understand her, even Harry and Ron fall short on that. Some days, it still shocks them to hear that she was here for the summer, in the twin's flat over their joke shop. As if the idea of Hermione leaving home to spend the summer with her boyfriend was too rebellious for her, as if she didn't also join them in all of their misadventures.

Her parents never understood her either. Hermione, a young witch to parents who didn't even know magic existed until she was eleven and had already known there was something different about her. Even before the darkness of the future lingered over the three of them, her parents never truly understood the world that Hermione went to for almost the entirety of the year.

George was different. He admitted to not understanding her and didn't care for it. Didn't look at her with pity in his eyes when something she said didn't exactly click with him, didn't assume she was wrong or there was something wrong with her. No, he didn't understand her at times. But he still loved her.

Hermione had been looking up from her book, curled up in the armchair that she had claimed as her own the moment the summer started. George was tinkering with something at the table, a product that had no name yet, just something that he had been inspired to make recently. She slowly got up from her seat, crept over to him before wrapping her arms around him slowly, letting her chest press against his back. She let out a sigh, looking past his shoulder at his work.

"Maybe one day, I'll explain to you all the thoughts that go through my head." Hermione murmured, enjoying the quiet for a moment. "What do you say? Sound good to you?"

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Ship meme: Hermione/ Luna? (Okay for real for real now)

Send me a ship for my muse and I’ll say if I Ship it or if I Skip it.

I mean this is the classic trope right??? The scholar girl and the flower child? Like that saying 'the dreamers need someone to keep them grounded and the realist need someone to make sure they learn how to fly'? I think they're cute and I think plotted right, it could work!!!

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And of course, I have to ask, Harry/Hermione?

Send me a ship for my muse and I’ll say if I Ship it or if I Skip it.

I see the appeal of it! I understand it! I think I'll always approach their relationship as more of a sibling relationship at first, if we haven't talked about it or plotted anything yet. Because that's what I personally see them as in my head, siblings that have always cared about each other. But I could see how it could become a romantic relationship!!

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Hermione/George?

Send me a ship for my muse and I’ll say if I Ship it or if I Skip it.

Oh god idk how Wendy and I making jokes came to this but it did and it's amazing and I love them so much. Ship it 100%, there's so much angst going on there that the dash hasn't even SEEN yet omg 😭

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Someone should fund my super ultra mega important podcast where I dissect why every single line of London is Lonely relates to Hermione and George.

I would then get a sponsorship with Squarespace or Honey and they will help me fund a whole new music video in which I would then even hire Holly Humberstone herself to resing the song so that I wouldn’t have to make the edits, I could just cast Whitney Peak and Oliver Phelps a la All Too Well ( The Short Film )

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mione x therapy

Send me a ship for my muse and I’ll say if I Ship it or if I Skip it.

Yes. OTP. One hundred percent...sadly, we will have to wait until after the war for her to finally get there. It's giving slow burn, 300K, enemies to lovers, on ao3.

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Hermione/Pansy?

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Interesting. Interesting! I do like it! I've read fics where they have been besties and where it's kinda painted that Pansy is the Hermione of the Slytherin group. Like she's the smart bossy one and I feel like, from that perspective, it would work!!!

aka Pansy and Hermione, girlfriends who take over the world in a day

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Ship meme: Hermione and supportive network that will pry her away from The-Boy-Who-will-lose-the-war.

Send me a ship for my muse and I’ll say if I Ship it or if I Skip it.

Oh babes it's too late for that omg! She's been with Harry since the moment she got on that train. Her supportive network is gonna have to join The-Boy-Who-probably-will-win-the-war with her 😌

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Ship meme: (Okay for real this time) Miss Granger and better bloodline.

Send me a ship for my muse and I’ll say if I Ship it or if I Skip it.

I only saw the first part first. I only saw 'ship meme (for real this time) and was excited and then the scream that ripped out of me when I finished the sentence sent me to tears 😭

....In canon...she marries Ron, a pureblood. So in a way, that is how I will be interpreting this question 😭😭😭

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Send me a ship for my muse and I’ll say if I Ship it or if I Skip it.

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* idiots to lovers romantic starters

also known as rivals to lovers / idiots to idiots but they’re lovers / rivals to besties / rivals to idiots, the list goes on. some of these are inspired by pre-existing media. change pronouns/aggressive terms of endearment/insults as you see fit! these can also be platonic of course!

“i dunno. sometimes i just… feel things when you’re around.”

“i love your ass.”

“your ass is your best quality.”

“i’d tap that.”

“i love you, bitch.”

“do you ever feel… like… you know… things? like… those warm… feelings?”

“oh my god, stop looking at me like that! i’m gonna end up kissing you.”

“sometimes you’re not annoying.”

“you don’t, like… make me wanna tear my eyes out… or whatever.”

“you love me? are you sure?”

“i don’t hate you.”

“shut up and stay. please.”

“i hate when people say shit like ‘you’re my best friend, i love you, i can’t imagine my life without you. i wake up and you’re the first thing on my mind, and the last thing before i go to sleep. suddenly all the love songs make sense.’ you know? i prefer starting it by saying how much i hate when other people say it, then say what i mean anyway. it’s way less embarrassing like that.”

“we aren’t friends. friends don’t do this kinda thing.”

“maybe i don’t wanna be just friends with you.”

“who the fuck said you aren’t funny?”

“who the fuck called you boring?”

“who the fuck said that? you’re great.”

“i don’t think you’re weird. i think you’re cute.”

“i don’t think you’re weird. you’re a dumbass, maybe, but i like that about you.”

“obviously i like you! i’ve been trying to tell you for ages now!”

“i’ve been flirting with you for the last six months, thanks for noticing.”

“some parts of you don’t make a lot of sense to me, but i don’t know why the sky turns pink at sunset and i still think it’s beautiful.”

“i want you. i don’t know why, i can’t explain it, but i just wanna be around you all the time.”

“i woke up one morning and realised i loved you.”

“you’re the worst. i love it.”

“you’re stupid, that’s what you are, buddy.”

“i wouldn’t die for you, but i think i’d kill for you. maybe. but then, that would mean going to jail… nah. i take it back. no offence.”

“did you know when i call you dude i mean it romantically?”

“what are you gonna do? kiss me?”

“you don’t look totally ugly today.”

“you look… never mind. i didn’t say shit!”

“they’re just flowers, don’t read into it.”

“can you please stop moving your mouth so i can kiss you?”

“you wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid.”

“i trust you, stupid.”

“i love you, dumbass.”

“you’re a pain in the ass but i’m glad we met.”

“of course i care about what you think of me!”

“you’re looking at me funny.”

“i’m not looking at you funny! this is just how i look at someone i hate.”

“being with you makes me feel like a better person.”

“being with you makes me feel like a better person. i look like an angel compared to you.”

“huh? what was that? are you being nice to me?”

“sorry i made things weird the other day. we can still hang out, right?”

“sorry i kissed you, that was stupid. let’s just forget about it.”

“maybe kissing you was stupid but i don’t regret it.”

“are we hugging right now, bro? is that what we’re doing? do we… keep going? do we stop?”

“i’m not going anywhere.”

“i’m here, aren’t i?”

“this is all your fault!” *it is not*

“you drive me crazy in a way that makes everyone else look boring.”

“i can tell when you’re lying, you know. you ain’t slick.”

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“ something something,,,wendy [ @saentllike ] and i need to let this song go “

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               harry  snorted .  he  doubted  whether  fred  &  george  had  ever  been  innocent .

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-HARRY [ waslikemagic​ ]

❝ —  right . ❞  harry  isn’t  amazing  at  baking  —  it’s  a  little  too  similar  to  potions  class  —-  but  at  least ,  at  the  end ,  he’d  have  something  tasty .  or  at  least  edible .  edible  is  always  the  standard  that  was  aimed  for  whenever  he  finds  himself  in  the  kitchen .  

while  the  milk  sits  in  the  saucepan ,  harry  starts  dosing  out  the  4  (  4  !!  )  cups  of  flour .   he’s  mid  scoop  when  something  he’d  been  meaning  to  ask  occurs  to  him .  ❝  so  —  you  &  george  ….  ?   ❞  he  can  barely  contain  the  grin  that  spreads  across  his  lips .  THEY  SEEMED  AN  ODD  PAIR ,  but  honestly ,  harry  supposes  he  should’ve  seen  it  coming .  

Hermione hummed to herself as she watched the milk warm up, dropping in the butter and water to the mixture. Afternoons like this with Harry were rare. The summer, she usually spent her time with-

Her train of thought came to an abrupt halt at Harry’s question. Slowly turning her head, a frown settled on Hermione’s features before it was slowly replaced with a smile. It did not scream of sweetness or excitement though. No, it was more a sinister grin if anything else. “So...are you still sleeping in Ron’s bedroom and just dancing around...some things?” She retorted, tilting her head to the side.

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Jo March ( little women ) and Catherine The Great ( the great ) rolled into one makes Hermione

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