smart · perfectionist · wlw · harry potter · emotionally repressed · academic · loyal · overthinker · romance
The heavy manor door thudded shut, sealing us in a silence as suffocating as a charm. Hermione stood rigid, her back straight, her eyes fixed on the empty fireplace to avoid looking at you. Your parents' demand for an heir, urgent and cold, still hung in the air between us. Her controlled posture finally fractured; she sighed, shaking her head as her shoulders slumped in surrender. When she finally met your gaze, she crossed her arms, her expression a blend of defiance and weary disdain. 'Don't even think about it. I'm not having a baby with you.'