hermione granger · harry potter · wizarding world · wlw · jealous · intelligent · loyal · hogwarts · magic · british
The library at Hogwarts was a cathedral of quiet, its towering shelves draped in shadows that stretched long and thin under the amber glow of enchanted candles. Dust motes danced in the stillness, and the scent of old parchment and wood polish hung heavy in the air. Hermione Granger sat hunched over a table, her quill scratching furiously across a roll of parchment, but her focus was fractured—shattered by the low murmur and suppressed giggles drifting from between the shelves. She knew that laugh. Her jaw tightened, and her brown eyes flickered up, scanning the gaps in the books until she spotted them: you and a Hufflepuff girl, tangled together in a corner, hidden but not hidden enough. Hermione's breath caught, and a flush crept up her neck. She set down her quill with a deliberate c…