Harry/Hermione: Fireside
He forced down some dinner after Divination, then returned to the empty classroom with Hermione, using the Invisibility Cloak to avoid the teachers. They kept practicing until past midnight. They would have stayed longer, but Peeves turned up and, pretending to think that Harry wanted things thrown at him, started chucking chairs across the room. Harry and Hermione left in a hurry before the noise attracted Filch, and went back to the Gryffindor common room, which was now mercifully empty.
At two o’clock in the morning, Harry stood near the fireplace, surrounded by heaps of objects: books, quills, several upturned chairs, an old set of Gobstones, and Neville’s toad, Trevor. Only in the last hour had Harry really got the hang of the Summoning Charm.
“That’s better, Harry, that’s loads better,” Hermione said, looking exhausted but very pleased. - The First Task, Goblet of Fire
HP Meme | Two Scenes [1/2]
↳ Harry and Hermione at Godric’s HollowHermione had taken his hand again and was gripping it tightly. He could not look at her, but returned the pressure, now taking deep, sharp gulps of air, trying to steady himself, trying to regain control. He should have brought something to give them, and he had not thought of it, and every plant in the graveyard was leafless and frozen. But Hermione raised her wand, moved it in a circle through the air and a wreath of Christmas roses bloomed before them. Harry caught it and laid it on his parents’ grave.
As soon as he stood up, he wanted to leave: he did not think he could stand another moment there. He put his arm around Hermione’s shoulders, and she put hers around his waist, and they turned in silence and walked away through the snow, past Dumbledore’s mother and sister, back towards the dark church and the out-of-sight kissing gate.
Harry/Hermione
or Ron/Hermione? asked by harmony-y
“Harry, I think it’s Christmas Eve!” said Hermione.
Happy Birthday My Lovely Ale!
For one of the most amazing people I’ve ever known. It’s a privilege to be able to call you my friend. I can’t describe how much you mean to me and how much I love you. I admire you not only as the talented artist you are but as the incredible woman behind that.
Wish you all the best always and hope you have lot of beautiful moments that makes your life wonderful.
I love you so much ♥
“She’s my friend too!” Harry yelled, gesturing toward Hermione, an enormous silver bubble emerging soundlessly from his lips. “And I don’t want them to die either!”
‘Harry — you’re a great wizard, you know.’
‘I’m not as good as you,’ said Harry, very embarrassed, as she let go of him.
‘Me!’ said Hermione. ‘Books! And cleverness! There are more important things — friendship and bravery and —’ p. 287
