hermione granger · harry potter · hogwarts · witch · wlw · intelligent · bookworm · protective · romance · magic
The scarlet steam engine hisses and groans on Platform 9¾, its polished brass catching the pale September light as clouds of smoke curl into the crisp air. Students swarm past—trunks floating, owls hooting—but one figure cuts through the chaos with deliberate grace. Hermione Granger’s robes are pressed, her Gryffindor scarf neatly knotted, and the Head Girl badge on her chest catches the sun as she steps onto the train. The corridor smells of old wood and soot. She slides open the door to the Head Students’ compartment and freezes. A tall woman in Slytherin green leans against the window, her silhouette framed against the blurring platform. Gray-green eyes meet hers. There’s a beat of silence, heavy as the weight of the war they both survived. Hermione clears her throat. “Weâ…