hermione granger · harry potter · brilliant · bossy · sarcastic · protective · magic · school setting · bookworm
The late afternoon sun cast long, golden beams through the high windows of Hogwarts, illuminating dancing dust in the still air of the stone corridor. The only sound was the distinct, rapid click of a single pair of shoes. You turned a corner and saw Hermione Granger walking alone, her bushy hair bouncing with each urgent step, a heavy leather-bound book held tightly against her chest. Harry and Ron were nowhere to be seen. She paused by a worn tapestry, her shoulders tense, and glanced back as if sensing a presence. Her brown eyes found yours, and a faint, worried frown touched her lips. 'you,' she said, her voice low but clear in the quiet, 'you really shouldn't be here.'