"Baby, baby, try to find!" Y/N sang out loudly to the radio as he shampooed his hair.

Hermione had been showing him Muggle songs all throughout break and he had absolutely loved them.

"A little time and I'll make you happy! I'll be home, I'll be beside the phone waiting for youuuuuuuuu!!!!!!" Y/N sang out with all he had as he washed the shampoo and soap off his body.

He hummed out along with the song as he stepped out of the shower, wiping himself dry.

"Granger!" Y/N yelled, opening the door to the bathroom slightly while drying his hair.

He had forgotten his clothes on Hermione's bed.

"Yeah?" Hermione called back out from her room.

"My clothes, please!" Y/N shouted before hearing Hermione's footsteps get closer.

Y/N peeked his head through to speak to her, his towel wrapped around his shoulders.

"Here." Hermione said, holding out Y/N's clothing to him.

"Thanks, love." Y/N smiled before opening the door fully to accept the clothing, apparently forgetting that he had not covered his lower areas.

Hermione's jaw dropped along with Y/N's clothing, unable to take her eyes off of Y/N's lower region making her face turn red.

"Like what you see?" Y/N winked at her, trying to contain his embarrassment.

"Shut up, Longsword." Hermione quickly closed her eyes before running off back to her room.

Y/N picked up his clothing from the ground, slowly closing the door behind him before sliding down it and sitting on the cold bathroom floor.

"Longsword?" Y/N chuckled with a reddened face, his blush reaching his ears.

He covered his face with his hands, laughing to himself, finally unable to contain himself. He giggled upon remembering Hermione's face, staring at him. During the previous years, they had been able to contain themselves to strictly snogging but he was sure things would be different that year.

Both of their bodies had matured more than ever.

"Longsword." Y/N smiled cheekily.

Y/N finally composed himself enough to put on his clothes before exiting the bathroom and making his way to Hermione's room.

Y/N smiled, seeing his girlfriend distract herself with one of her romance novels while laying in her bed. He leaned on the doorframe, waiting for her to notice him but she was far too busy reading her novels with her face still red.

"Granger!" Y/N exclaimed, jumping on her.

He hovered over her while attacking her neck with kisses making her giggle and drop her book off the bed.

"Y/N." She continued giggling while Y/N switched his attention to her face, peppering kisses all over it.

Y/N finished his attack with a kiss on her lips before spreading her legs to position himself between them, placing his hands on either side of her face.

He quickly got to work, latching his lips onto her neck making her moan and place wrap her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. She slowly unbuttoned his shirt while he was busy with her neck.

"Y/N..." Hermione breathed out, tilting her head to give Y/N more room to work with.

Hermione's parents had gone out shopping, allowing the two to share a bit of private time.

Y/N moved on from her neck, pressing his lips onto Hermione's who hungrily accepted the kiss. His arms found themselves on her bottom, giving it light squeezes to make her let out moans, allowing him to win their tongue's fight for dominance.

Y/N's arm snaked itself under Hermione's neck, pulling her closer to him while he placed his hand beside her head, keeping himself stable.

"Y/N..." Hermione called out breathlessly as they separated due to lack of air.

"You seriously drive me crazy, Hermione." Y/N chuckled, pushing his hair back before locking lips with her once more.

Y/N adjusted his position, allowing himself their bodies to completely touch, no longer hovering above her. He let out a groan when he felt Hermione's legs wrap around his waist, rocking herself onto his clothed package. Y/N couldn't help but chuckle into their kiss, using his hand that he had previously used to prop himself up to tug at her shirt.

The two separated once more while Hermione allowed Y/N to pull her shirt over her head before tossing it to the floor. He then took off his own shirt, tossing it somewhere before staring at Hermione's body with amazement. He continued to stare at her for a few seconds, not wanting to scare her off.

"It's alright, Y/N. You can touch me. I won't break." Hermione pulled one of his arms away from her waist, placing it her modest breast, still covered by her bra.

Y/N smiled softly at her before pressing his lips back onto Hermione's, continuing their make out session while gently caressing her clothed boob.

After a while, his hand found itself behind her to unclasp her bra, throwing it to where their other pieces of clothing were. Y/N's other hand began snaking it's way towards her pants, gently going under it and over her damp underwear.

"Y/N-" Hermione moaned out at his touch.

Y/N finally got her bra off before turning his attention to her private.

"Hermione, Y/N! We're home!" Mrs. Granger called out from downstairs.

The two had been so immersed in their moment, they didn't hear the main door open. Y/N clicked his tongue, quickly getting his hand out of her pants while Hermione scrambled to get her bra.

"Come down, we bought ice cream!" Mr. Granger yelled from the kitchen.

"Coming mum!" Hermione shouted back, scrambling off to get clothed.

Y/N sighed in annoyance while buttoning his shirt back up.

(A/N: I am a menace.)

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Y/N quickly shut Hermione's door before running downstairs to find Mr. Granger, peacefully reading a newspaper while drinking coffee.

"Mr. Granger, it's am emergency!" Y/N cried out in a panic.

"What?" Mr. Granger questioned, also slowly starting to panic due to Y/N's tone.

"It's period week!" Y/N pulled the newspaper away from him.

"...and?" Mr. Granger eyed him suspiciously.

"She said she would rather die than get through the week!" Y/N exclaimed, snapping his finger with every word.

"She's in pain!"

Y/N had tried to read books in the past to understand periods so he could help Hermione but there wasn't really anything written on how a boyfriend could help ease the pain.

"Chocolate and cuddles." Mr. Granger answered, calmly picking up his newspaper once more.

Y/N wasted no time in running to a nearby store. He and Hermione had gone on errands for her parents before so he understood how to use Muggle money. Before they had come from break, Y/N had already exchanged money from his Gringotts vault to Muggle money.

Y/N purchased chocolate that he knew Hermione liked along with a bouquet of flowers, making sure to choose one with purple flowers in the bunch.

Y/N burst into the house and quickly ran up to Hermione's room where she laid on her bed, curled up into a ball.

"Granger?" Y/N whispered, knocking on the door.

Hermione looked up at him slowly, not having the energy to move.

"I got you flowers and the chocolate that you like..."

He shut the door with his foot, placing the bag of goods on Hermione's desk along with the bouquet.

Hermione muttered a quiet thanks before clutching her stomach once more, curling up.

Y/N frowned at the sight. Hermione was usually strong and brave, seeing her in pain like this hurt him more than anything ever could.

He carefully sat on her bed before raising his arms at her. Without a word, Hermione instantly got up, ignoring the pain for a few seconds while she made her way onto his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder but keeping her hands clutched to her stomach.

"I love you, Y/N." Hermione whispered softly as he wrapped his arms around her, gently rubbing his hand up and down her back.

"I love you, Hermione." Y/N placed gentle kisses on her head before moving as gently as he could to rest his back onto the headboard of her bed.

Y/N and Hermione stayed silent for a long time as she slowly drifted to sleep in his arms. Y/N's arm had begun to hurt from rubbing up and down her back but he kept doing it, only wanting her to feel the most comfort.

He'd do anything for her, simple or hard.

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"Am I crazy or did I hear an owl hooting?" Y/N raised an eyebrow after rinsing his mouth in the bathroom.

Y/N and Hermione had just eaten dinner with the Weasley's and were now brushing their teeth together.

"I heard it too, Hermione said, spitting out toothpaste and dragging Y/N out the door with her.

The two of them looked down the stairs, seeing Ron and Mrs. Weasley's heads also peeking down. On the bottom of the steps was Ginny, looking up at them with a smile plastered on her face.

"Is that an owl we heard?" Hermione called out to Ginny.

"You haven't seen him, have you?" Ginny asked.

"Apparently, he's been wandering about the house."

"Who's wandering about, Tangerine?" Y/N asked with a confused face.

"Harry." Ginny answered.

"Really?" Hermione asked, taking Y/N's hand as they made their way down the stairs.

"Really." Ron repeated just as Ginny ran off.

"Harry!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed, running after her.

Y/N and Hermione ran down the steps as fast as they could to see Ginny already hugging the raven-haired boy tight.

"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed, running up to hug him with her toothbrush still in her hand.

"Still not a hugger." Y/N tried moved away when Harry tried to hug him but Harry hugged him anyways, making him groan.

"What a lovely surprise." Mrs. Weasley smiled, giving him a hug after Ron.

Y/N chuckled, watching Hermione watch the others.

"What?" Hermione raised an eyebrow at him.

"You've still got a bit of toothpaste on your face." Y/N giggled, wiping it off the corner of her mouth.

Hermione giggled too, pressing a kiss onto Y/N's cheek after he had gotten rid of the toothpaste from her mouth.

"You've got my lips on your face." Hermione smiled at him.

"Please, they're welcome to stay on it." Y/N chuckled, pulling her into a kiss while the others were busy with Harry.

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"So when did you get here?" Harry asked Y/N and Hermione.

"A few days ago." Hermione answered, leaning her head onto Y/N's shoulder as they all sat in a circle on the floor of Ron's room.

"We weren't so sure we'd come, though." Y/N added, laying his head on top of Hermione's.

"Mum sort of lost it last week." Ron spoke up quietly.

"Said Ginny and I had no business going back to Hogwarts. That it's too dangerous."

"Oh, come on." Harry whined, fiddling with his wand.

"She's not alone." Hermione defended.

"Even my parents, and they're Muggles, know something bad's happening. They even tried to keep Y/N at home, knowing he's a Pureblood."

"Anyway, Dad stepped in, told her she was being barmy and... it took a few days, but she came around." Ron continued on with his story.

"But this is Hogwarts we're talking about. It's Dumbledore. What could be safer?" Harry argued, defending the school.

"Harry, you know better than anyone about what's going on." Y/N sighed, fiddling with the ring on Hermione's finger.

"There's been a lot of talk recently that..." Hermione spoke up, keeping her eyes on hers and Y/N's hands.

"...Dumbledore's got a bit old."

"Rubbish!" Harry exclaimed.

"Well, he's only... What is he?"

"Hundred and fifty?" Ron tried to answer with a teasing smile.

"Give or take a few years."

Y/N chuckled at Ron's answer, causing the others to burst out laughing too.

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"Cissy! You can't do this! He can't be trusted!" Bellatrix hissed, following Narcissa down an alleyway.

It was a dark, gloomy and rainy day so they walked with their hoods up.

"The Dark Lord trusts him." Narcissa answered coldly.

"The Dark Lord's mistaken!" Bellatrix whispered out harshly.

The two snuck around, hiding behind walls when people would pass before knocking on the door of one of the houses. A figure approached the door, peeing through the blurry glass before slowly opening the door, revealing it to be Pettigrew.

He let them in, allowing them to meet Snape who sat on a couch, reading the newspaper.

"Run along, Wormtail." Snape said with a cold look, allowing him to have a private chat with the two sisters.

"I-I know I ought not to be here." Narcissa stuttered, holding a glass of wine while sitting on a couch in front of Snape.

"The Dark Lord himself forbade me to speak of this."

Bellatrix paced back and forth, observing the room behind Narcissa.

"If the Dark Lord has forbidden it, you ought not to speak." Snape spoke with his usual emotionless voice.

"Put it down, Bella. We mustn't touch what isn't ours." He scolded.

Bellatrix placed the candle she had grabbed from Snape's shelf with sass, sighing at him with a glare.

"As it so happens, I'm aware of your situation, Narcissa." Snape turned his attention back to the blonde girl.

"You?" Bellatrix scoffed at him.

"The Dark Lord told you?"

"Your sister doubts me." Snape eyed Bellatrix from across the room.

"Understandable. Over the years, I've played my part well. So well, I've deceived one of the greatest wizards of all time."

Bellatrix snorted, walking around the room once more.

"Dumbledore is a great wizard. Only a fool would question it." Snape snapped at her reaction.

"I don't doubt you, Severus." Narcissa finally spoke once more.

"You should be honored, Cissy. As should Draco and Y/N." Bellatrix scowled at her sister, still unable to stand still in the room.

Narcissa went quiet, staring at Snape while her eyes began to glisten.

"They're just boys." Narcissa spoke softly.

"I can't change the Dark Lord's mind." Snape sighed.

"But it might be possible for me to help Draco and Y/N."

"Severus." Narcissa smile, getting up from her chair.

"Swear to it." Bellatrix said in a deep voice, not trusting Snape.

The other two looked at her with furrowed eyebrows.

"Make the Unbreakable Vow." Bellatrix now spoke in a hushed tone, glaring at Snape.

"It's just empty words. He'll give it his best effort." She circled Snape.

"But when it matters most... he'll just slither back into his hole." Bellatrix returned to her sister's side.

"Coward."

"Take out your wand." Snape spat out at her.

Bellatrix looked back at Snape with her jaw dropped, exchanging glances with Narcissa.

Narcissa and Snape held each other's arms as Bellatrix prepared to cast the spell, causing a light to swarm around, forming some kind of chains around their arms.

"Will you... Severus Snape... watch over Draco and Y/N Malfoy... as they attempt to fulfill the Dark Lord's wishes?" Bellatrix asked.

"I will." Snape answered with no hesitation.

"And will you, to the best of your ability... protect them from harm?" Narcissa continued, leaning down onto her sister's shoulder.

"I will." Snape said once more.

"And, if they should fail... will you yourself carry out the deed... that the Dark Lord will order Draco and Y/N to perform?" Bellatrix whispered into his ear.

"I will." Snape answered for the last time.

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A/N: You guys excited?