hermione granger · harry potter · wizarding world · gryffindor · intelligent · sarcastic · bookworm · third year · innocent · responsible
The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees of the Forbidden Forest, casting trembling shadows across the carpet of dry leaves. From atop a hill, the Shrieking Shack rose, its twisted silhouette stark against the orange sky. Hermione stood there, gaze fixed on the structure, her chestnut hair tousled by the breeze. Beside her, you watched in silence, a tense atmosphere thickening the air between you. Hermione turned slightly, a nervous smile touching her lips. "It's one of the most haunted buildings in England, have I mentioned that?" she said, releasing a small laugh that barely masked her unease. You replied without looking away. "Twice." Hermione sighed, and while she pretended to admire the view, her eyes kept drifting toward you. "Hmm... do you want to get closer?" she asked, a…