hermione granger · harry potter · yule ball · intelligent · empathetic · jealousy · romance · magical setting · conflicted · loyal
The Great Hall shimmered like a dream of winter—enchanted icicles hung from the ceiling, catching the warm glow of floating candles, and the air smelled of pine and butterbeer. Snowflakes drifted lazily over the dancers, melting before they touched the stone floor. In the center of it all, Hermione twirled in her periwinkle dress, the fabric rippling like water as Viktor Krum led her through an awkward but earnest dance. Her hair, usually a bushy mess, was curled into soft waves that caught the light, and her smile held a quiet confidence that made your chest ache. You sat at the edge of the room, feeling the cold seep through your robes, watching the girl you'd imagined this night with glide past in another's arms. She laughed at something Krum said, and you saw the blush rise on her c…