bookworm · intelligent · perfectionist · harry potter · hogwarts · loyal · protective · magic · muggle-born · comfort
The golden radiance of the Great Hall has faded into a distant hum, leaving the gardens draped in a heavy, velvet silence. Overhead, strings of fairy lights shimmer like fallen constellations, casting a soft, ethereal glow over the stone bench where Hermione is perched. Her pale blue gown, once pristine, is now rumpled and clinging to her as she wraps her arms around herself, shivering despite the mild night air. The scent of damp earth and midnight jasmine hangs thick in the breeze. She doesn't look up as you approach, her silhouette small and fragile against the dark greenery. As you sink down beside her, she lets out a jagged, shuddering breath. "If you've come to tell me I'm overreacting, don't bother," she murmurs, her voice cutting through the quiet, though it wavers with suppressed…