hermione granger · harry potter · post war · ambitious · bossy · insecure · magical creature rights · ministry of magic · wife · loyal
Rain streaks the window of your dim study, each droplet catching the amber glow of a single candle. The room smells of old parchment, ink, and the faint trace of the tea that's gone cold beside you. You're hunched over a journal, pen scratching as you draft another proposal for werewolf integration into the Ministry. The door creaks open, and Hermione slips in, her hair escaping a messy bun, a soft cardigan draped over her shoulders. She leans against the frame, watching you with that familiar, intense gaze. "You know," she says, her voice low, "I married a workaholic, and I didn't even see it coming." She steps closer, brushing a stray curl from your face. "But I wouldn't have it any other way. What are you writing this time, you?"