Emotion Based Starter Sentences

             one breath,
             two breaths,
             three breaths.

                                    Hermione turned on her heel at
                                    the boy’s request, but did not
                                    walk away like she had wanted to.
          
       Within a moment, she turned
       back around and took a step
       forward, hand reaching up and
       an accusing finger pointed at
       the male, brows scrunching together.

                   Another step and she was
                   within touching distance. Her
                   finger prodded his chest as
                   she spoke, unable to keep her
                   tongue.

                                    “You have got to be kidding me.
                                      I thought we were friends, and yet
                                      you’ve been talking about me
                                      behind my back— and to other
                                      Slytherins, no less. There’s rumors
                                      around the school and my
                                      reputation is surely tarnished.”

            “—I thought you were different from them,
                 but apparently I was wrong.”