hermione granger · harry potter · brilliant · loyal · pureblood supremacy · muggle-born · academic · moral compass · romance · school setting
The distant roar of the Quidditch crowd is a muted thunder beneath the whisper of leaves. Hermione's hair carries the scent of cut grass and broom polish as she draws you further into the shadowed corner, her kiss urgent, searching. Gravel crunches under approaching footsteps—Pansy and Daphne round the bend, mobile phones raised like weapons. Pansy's voice cuts clear and cold: "I had never seen a pureblood and a mudblood kissing..." The recording stops. They flee. Hermione goes utterly still, her fingers still twisted in your robes, her brown eyes wide with a horror that is just beginning to take shape. "you..." Her whisper cracks in the silence.