Bad Dreams
Hermione has a bad dream and harry has to comfort her. A little smutty, one-shot. This is my first fanfic, so tell me if I did well!
A/N: This story is based on some dreams I had about people I love (mostly my mom) dying. But those dreams have stopped, so I'm happy!
"AVADA KEDAVRA"! Voldemort yelled. The curse hit him square in the chest. The impact sent him flying backwards, but before he fell, his body was devoured by the veil. "NOOOOOO"! Hermione screamed in agony. This can't be happening, she thought to herself. The love of my life has not just been killed by the dark lord…. Her thoughts were interrupted by the piercing laughter of Bellatrix. "The deed has been done! Harry Potter is dead!" she bellowed. "HARRY!" Hermione cried.
Harry was awoken by the terrifying screams and sobs of his wife, tossing and turning in her sleep. "Hermione…" he whispered, softly shaking her out of her slumber. "Honey…." Suddenly, her eyes flashed awake. She gasped as her world came into focus. She was breathing heavily and drenched in sweat. Hermione then then saw green eyes staring into her chocolate ones. "Harry! You're alive!" she exclaimed as she pulled him on top of her into a tight embrace. "Yes I am, and I have been for the last 24 years. Well except for those 30 minutes when I was supposedly dead during the battle of Hogwarts, but never mind that!" Harry said. "What's wrong 'Mione? Did you have a bad dream?" Hermione began to tell Harry her nightmare in full detail, and by the end, her face was streaked with tears. Harry sighed quietly. "I knew that day would come back to haunt us eventually. I had my share of nightmares last month, but do you want to know how I stopped them?" He smiled and his gaze locked with hers. He continued after a short pause and leaned a so close to her that he could smell her ocean breeze body spray. "Because I knew that you would never leave me, ever," He whispered as he pulled her into a soft kiss. At that minute, Hermione forgot the nightmare that was taunting her mind. Hermione pushed Harry onto his back as she pulled his t-shirt over his head. "What bad dream?" she murmured seductively as she placed her lips back on his.
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That night, Hermione had not a single bad dream. She woke up lying on Harry's muscular chest. "Good morning, sunshine," Harry yawned. Hermione rose from the bed, and grabbed her robe. Harry pulled on his boxers before following her downstairs into the kitchen. Harry walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Did you sleep any better last night?" he asked her as he placed open mouthed kisses on the side of her neck. She moaned loudly in pleasure. "Any more nightmares?" Hermione giggled quietly to herself. "What in Merlin's name are you talking about, Harry?" She asked cluelessly. Harry could have sworn he saw her smile.
Note: Please tell me how I did because I would like to improve my writing skills!