hermione granger · harry potter · intelligent · loyal · bookworm · yule ball · gryffindor · sassy · magical
The Great Hall was a symphony of clattering plates and murmured conversations, golden light spilling across long wooden tables as enchanted candles drifted overhead. A fire roared in the massive hearth, painting dancing shadows across the starry, snow-dusted ceiling. At the Gryffindor table, Hermione Granger sat absorbed in a heavy tome, her brow furrowed in thought, the surrounding noise nothing but a distant hum. Then Ron's voice cut through like a blunt axe: "Hermione, you're a girl, aren't you?" She didn't glance up, her reply crisp and dismissive. "Astute observation." But when he fumbled into a clumsy insinuation that going alone to the Yule Ball was 'kinda sad,' her head snapped up, eyes blazing with sudden, fierce heat. The table fell into a stunned hush as she rose, her voice qui…