A/N: It's been awhile since I posted anything Harry Potter or anything besides Dragon Age fanfiction that I decided to write a new story. It's AU in the fact that Hermione broke up with Ron and my character is a secret for now. It's another Hermione/OC one because I wasn't very happy with my first one. I don't even know if I will continue with that one. I started it ages ago before I had gotten better at my writing. It will be a bit longer and more of a plot. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter franchise nor its characters. I only own my OC, Calynn Shaw.
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The Burrow had never looked more alive, not even at Bill and Fleur's wedding. Hermione had to admit, she had no reason to be there, besides for her friends that were getting married. Ron had shunned her after she had broken up with him while everyone else had tried to keep them a part of the family. She sipped her champagne casually as she watched the newly-weds dance. She couldn't help but be happy for Harry and Ginny. After the War, they deserved some happiness. Ginny glanced at her over her husband's shoulder with a look she knew all too well. She waved her hand at her dismissively and fiddled with her red dress.
Some of the guests grew silent as brunette woman in a black tux walked into the tent. Hermione frowned when she heard whispers all around her. She heard one mention that was Calynn Shaw. Her eyes widen as she glanced at the taller brunette. Calynn Shaw, the famous Chaser from the Scotland National Qudditch Team? Why would she be here? She crossed the dance floor and tapped the red-headed woman on the shoulder. Ginny turned and squealed when she saw who it was. She practically knocked the woman off her feet as Ginny embraced her. Calynn chuckled as she kept her balance and twirled the bride happily before patting Harry on the back. Hermione's gaped as she watched the trio converse.
Calynn felt eyes on her back and turned to Hermione. She raised an eyebrow and muttered to Ginny, "Who's that staring at me, Gin?"
Ginny smiled. "That is our very anti-social bookworm, Hermione Granger."
"That's Hermione? I have to admit, your description of her doesn't do her any justice. She is breathtaking." She cleared her throat before turning back to her friends, "Sorry about being late. Practice ran late."
"We're just lucky you came at all but now you're changing the subject, mate. You've already taken a fancy to Hermione, haven't you?" Harry asked as his arm wrapped around his wife's lithe waist.
Calynn grinned impishly. "That's for me to know, Potter."
"Merlin, you're impossible, Calynn. I know that hungry gleam in your eye. It means you've seen something or in this case, someone, that you like. I haven't seen you like this at all. Are you getting better?"
Calynn looked down at her dress shoes. Only her teammates, Ginny and Harry knew what she really was. "I'm trying my best here, Ginny. I can't just got up to her and shag her right now! I'm a complete stranger to her."
"At least talk to her, get to know her. She just went through a hard breakup with my git brother. She could use a friend," Ginny pleaded causing Calynn sigh. She could never deny her friend. She rolled her eyes and walked over to the bushy-haired witch.
Hermione's heart pounded against her ribcage and it frightened her. She didn't even know this woman and yet just by looking at her, she felt like the woman just reeked sexuality. Not in a bad way, more just like she had this look that could make the most prudish woman melt. She shook out of her thoughts when she saw a tanned hand reaching out to her. She glanced up at the taller brunette who had a soft smile gracing her features. Electric blue met chocolate eyes. Hermione felt a shiver run through her body as their eyes held.
"Y'know, it's customary to shake someone's hand when they offer it to you," the woman said with an almost enticing Scottish accent.
The bushy-haired witch could feel her cheeks flush. She must have looked like such a fool just staring at this rare beauty. She gripped the tanned hand in her own and shook it gently. "Forgive me. I've never seen eyes like yours before. They are mesmerizing," she confessed softly.
Calynn was surprised by the witch's boldness. Something inside her told her to take her but she pushed it back. She motioned if she could sit with Hermione. Hermione nodded and the Chaser sat beside her. They sat in silence as they watched Harry and Ginny kiss passionately. Calynn coughed awkwardly and glanced at the woman next to her. Merlin, she was a beauty. She closed her eyes as she breathed in her scent without getting too close. She smelt of strawberries and a perfume that she couldn't place. A growl rumbled in her chest, alerting Hermione to her presence. She turned her head quickly, causing their noses to touch. Calynn swallowed hard as she heard the other woman's breath hitch.
"S-Sorry," the blue-eyed woman apologized as she pulled away. Her heart felt as if it was going to burst.
Hermione shook her head dismissively as her trembling fingers touched her lips. She could feel warmth there as if they actually kissed. She cleared her throat. "So how do you know Ginny and Harry?"
"Oh. Ginny and I were in a lot of the same classes as me when we were at Hogwarts. I was there for her when Harry and her took a break and I helped her with Dumbledore's Army during the War."
Hermione's surprised look was priceless. "You were at school with us? I don't remember ever meeting you there."
Calynn leaned her back against the table gently as she looked up at the floating candles above them. "That's because I was rarely there and if you recall, I was in Ginny's classes. I was a year behind you and your friends, though I was in Gryffindor as well."
"I wish I could have known you back then. You seem like a good person."
Calynn chuckled softly yet deeply as if it was a growl. "No, I wasn't. I was, for lack of a better word, a monster," she hissed. She was angry but not at Hermione. She was angry at herself. She blinked and looked when she felt a soft hand on top of her own. Her gaze connected with Hermione's and she melted at the tenderness in them.
Hermione traced a scar that had marred her cheek as she whispered, "You don't seem like a monster to me, Calynn."
Merlin, she loved the way her named rolled of the shorter brunette's tongue. It's as if it fit and was right. She leaned against the softness of Hermione's hand. "You don't know me. I've done things that would shock you," she muttered.
Hermione's soft laughter was music to her ears. "I've seen things these last few years that no one should see. I've experienced pain that with forever scar my soul but I never let it change me. Whatever happened in your past, you will work past it with your friends help."
"Does that include you as well?" She decided to be bold and throw caution in the wind. You only live once, right?
"It does if you want to be friends. Ginny seems to trust you as well does Harry. That seems good enough for me," she replied softly as she traced the scar down the Chaser's neck. It seemed to suit her but she was curious about how she got it.
Calynn felt her breathing pick up and her mind went blank as desire coursed through her veins. No woman had even made her feel this way with just an innocent touch. She gripped Hermione's wrist and pulled her hand away. It took all her willpower to do so but she had to stop or she'd do something she'd regret. Before Hermione could question her actions, she released her wrist and stood. It was then that she saw the woman's body trembling. She reached out for her but Calynn simply ran out and apparated away with a snap.
Ginny noticed this and walked over to Hermione after excusing herself from her husband's side. "Hermione, what happened? Why did Calynn just leave like that?"
"I-I honestly don't know, Ginny. We were just talking and then something about her changed, as if she was fighting for control," Hermione confessed.
Ginny sighed and rubbed her forehead. "Calynn's a complicated person. Give it time. She will come back around. If you ever want to find her, she lives in a flat in London. Just for now though, give her time."
Hermione frowned and crossed her arms. "You know something I don't, don't you Ginerva?"
Ginny winced when Hermione's used her full name. She began to fiddle with her wedding ring nervously. "I do but Calynn should be the one to tell you, not me."
Hermione nodded and stood up from her seat. After kissing Ginny and Harry goodbye, she apparated back to her flat and threw her heels off. She trekked to her room and began to unzip her dress, unaware that across the way, she was being watched by hungry blue eyes.
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A/N: So do you like it? I worked my butt off on this. I would appreciate feedback, especially reviews. The more, the merrier. This is something I'm proud of and I will try my best to update often.