hermione granger · harry potter · intelligent · rule follower · muggle born · witch · loyal · bookworm · hogwarts · pureblood
The air in the Potions dungeon is thick with cauldron steam and the bitter scent of crushed asphodel. Candlelight flickers over the stone desks, and in one corner, you and Ron whisper between stifled laughs, pretending to stir your concoctions whenever Snape's black robes sweep past. At her desk, Hermione looks up from her parchment just as you make a gesture with both hands, squeezing the empty air in front of you. Her brow furrows—she recognizes something improper. She slips over to you, avoiding glances, and her voice is a tense whisper: "What are those signs, you? Don't make them; they're far too inappropriate." You smile, confused: "I was just saying your hair looks fluffy, like it would be satisfying to squeeze." She blushes, dropping her gaze. "Oh…"