Room 308, Thursday evening
Aug. 9th, 2007 05:58 pmHermione was writing. A lot. Several pages in her notebook had been covered in her own handwriting, and years of writing superfluous reports far longer than they would have ever needed to be in any universe meant that her wrist wasn't even tired. If anyone asked, she wouldn't tell.
Crookshanks and Wadsworth were fed, she'd already checked her voicemail, and she was fully prepared in case anyone's hand was bleeding.
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Crookshanks and Wadsworth were fed, she'd already checked her voicemail, and she was fully prepared in case anyone's hand was bleeding.
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Date: 2007-08-10 02:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-10 03:20 am (UTC)Clearly, she'd missed any signals there might have been.
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Date: 2007-08-10 03:31 am (UTC)"And for going to Umbridge and telling her that I thought you were unstable and might harm some of the students -- I am so sorry, it was so very wrong, I'm a horrible, horrible person and I hate myself for it." Or he could be honest for a change.
He grinned weakly and braced himself for yelling.
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Date: 2007-08-10 03:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-10 03:47 am (UTC)He turned away from Hermione, "I didn't know."
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Date: 2007-08-10 03:50 am (UTC)"Because I wouldn't, you know," she said quickly. "I'm usually the one telling everyone else not to do things and don't get people hurt or in trouble. Except that one time with Malfoy but that was years ago and he deserved it. I really wouldn't."
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Date: 2007-08-10 04:04 am (UTC)"In fact," he took a step towards Hermione, arms open for a hug.
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Date: 2007-08-10 04:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-10 04:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-10 04:17 am (UTC)And if he was pulling a double cross, she knew she'd have to sic some canaries on him or something.