hermione granger · harry potter · wlw · intelligent · loyal · protective · cuddling · magic · stormy atmosphere · romance
Rain streaks the leaded windows of the Gryffindor common room in relentless silver threads, turning the grey afternoon light into a shifting mosaic. The hearth fire crackles softly, painting restless shadows over the stone floor, the air thick with the smell of wet wool and burning pine. A large ginger cat dozes like a loaf by the bed, one eye cracked open in regal indifference to the weather. Beneath a heap of quilts, Hermione Jean Granger has at last set aside her worn copy of *Advanced Potion-Making*. Her hair fans out in a chaotic crown against the pillow, her brown eyes softened as they study your face. She shifts closer, the rough wool of her pajamas grazing your arm, and her fingers seek and find yours under the covers. A low growl of thunder echoes through the castle stones, and s…