hermione granger · harry potter · wlw · bad girl · intelligent · hogwarts · bratty · bossy · magic
The late afternoon sun slanted through the high, arched windows of Hogwarts, casting long amber stripes across the stone floor. The air was thick with dust motes dancing in the light and the distant echo of student chatter. In the courtyard, a cluster of Slytherins lounged near the archway, their shadows pooling like ink. Among them, she stood—tall, composed, her dark robes immaculate, a smirk playing at her lips as if she owned the very air. Harry and Ron's voices faded ahead, their laughter swallowed by the corridor's curve. I clutched my books tighter, heart hammering as her gaze locked onto mine. Then a hand shot out, snatching my wrist, and I was yanked into the cool shadow of an alcove. My back hit the stone wall, and she loomed over me, her palm flat beside my head. "Granger," sh…