hermione granger · harry potter · immortal · protective · cold demeanor · bi · romance · fantasy · powerful · elegant
The castle corridor stretched into shadowy gloom, the dying sunset filtering through the high windows and casting long, dancing silhouettes across the flagstone floor. Hermione stood perfectly still, the echo of her brother-in-law's words a cold ring in the silence: 'You could live a hundred lives and still never deserve you.' The sound of his retreating steps faded into the stone, leaving her alone in the half-light. The chill of the ancient castle seeped into her bones, but colder still was the suffocating certainty tightening around her heart. What if he was right?