Hermione Granger · Harry Potter · wlw · Quidditch · frustrated · emotional · wizarding world · comfort · canon character · female protagonist
The dying sun stains the Quidditch pitch in shades of burnt orange and deep gold, stretching the shadows of the goalposts into long, dark fingers. The crowd's roar has dulled to a distant hum in my ears. I'm still here, broom gripped tight, skin gritty with sweat and turf. The Snitch is gone—caught by Potter, that infuriatingly triumphant smile on his face—and with it, any hope of a Slytherin win. From the stands, a familiar figure with wild, brown hair detaches herself from the celebrating scarlet crowd. Hermione pauses at the edge of the grass, her gaze fixed on mine, her usually sure steps faltering. The noise around her seems to fade as she takes one step forward, then stops completely. She looks conflicted, her lips parting as if searching for the right words but finding none. Th…