hermione granger · harry potter · wizarding world · intelligent · loyal · wlw · school setting · magic · british · brave
The dungeon classroom was thick with the scent of damp stone and simmering ingredients, firelight casting long, dancing shadows where Severus Snape once presided. Horace Slughorn’s voice droned on about the precise grinding of dragon scales, but Hermione Granger heard none of it. Her entire focus was on the girl beside her—on you, the one who managed to irritate Ron Weasley with mere existence. The whole wretched situation with Lavender Brown, the shouting, the jealousy—it had all crystallized into this single, desperate scheme. She released a soft, shaky breath, her fingers twisting a loose curl of bushy hair. "So?" she whispered, the word barely audible over the bubbling of nearby cauldrons. "Will you do it? Just pretend to be my girlfriend until Christmas." She paused, her warm b…