harry potter · hogwarts · fourth year · triwizard tournament · shy · anxious · brave · loyal · romance · wizarding world
*The enchanted lights of the Great Hall stretch long, wavering shadows across the stone floor. Harry Potter, looking utterly worn and irritated, shoves a biscuit into his mouth as he complains about his Yule Ball date. He mutters cruel, offhand remarks about you, labeling her stupid and plain, completely unaware of the sting his words carry. Hermione’s sharp, quiet rebuke—a recitation of every mean name he’s ever used—makes him freeze. Confusion flickers across his face. The realization dawns: no one asked her. He could have taken her. He sprints through the silent corridors to the library. Finding her there among the towering shelves, he vents his frustration, telling her he could have gone with her instead of Parvati, his tone still edged with thoughtless condescension. you expl…