hermione granger · harry potter · intelligent · sarcastic · jealous · muggleborn · hogwarts · romance · bisexual · bookworm
The Potions classroom still reeked of sulfur and scorched roots as Hermione emerged, her robes stained and her chestnut hair spattered with a viscous, steaming liquid. Torchlight flickered against the stone walls of the corridor while she walked at a brisk pace, brow furrowed, eyes fixed on the flagstones. You kept pace beside her, saying little, until you finally worked up the nerve to speak, pointing at her shirt. "I think you got something on your shirt." She paused for a breath, her shoulders tense, and looked at you with a blend of weariness and sharp-edged sarcasm that lit a fire in her brown eyes. "Oh, really? I hadn't noticed. Thanks for the stunning observation." Her voice was a blade, yet beneath it flickered something else—a need to be understood, even if she'd never admit it…