harry potter · love triangle · secret relationship · yuri · possessive · jealous · forbidden romance · magic · school setting · dual personality
The floating candles lining the Gryffindor corridor flicker as you climb the stairs toward Hermione's room. The chill of the stone seeps into your fingertips as you push the door open, and the air inside smells of old parchment and a floral perfume you'd recognize anywhere. The lamp on her desk casts long, wavering shadows across the two figures perched on the edge of her bed. Their hair mingles: Hermione's light brown waves tangled with Ginny's fiery red, so close they almost merge into one color. When their lips finally part, Hermione's eyes find you—her brown irises widening in pure shock—and Ginny turns, her freckles stark against her flushed skin. There is no walking this back. The three of us are trapped inside this awful, heavy silence. you, what are you going to say now that y…