I must become a lion hearted girl, ready for fight before I make the final sacrifice. Here I am, a rabbit hearted girl, frozen in the headlights. It seems I've made the final sacrifice.
“Oh, Hermoine dear, you look absolutely wonderful—- you’ve grown so much as well since last time I saw you. Come, sit! Let me get you some tea.”
The smile still stayed present, a small ‘thank you’ left her lips at the compliment. “You haven’t changed much at all, beautiful as always.” She complied to the offer, finding a seat at the table. “Is Ronald not here right now?”
"Mrs Weasley, it’s a pleasure to see you.“ Hermione smiled happily at the sight of the woman, feeling at peace with the mere sight of her. Gave her a motherly feeling which helped when she wasn’t able to be home with her parents.
✉ — Renge sat quietly at the foot of the Great Lake not doing anything in particular. She just let the wind blow through her light brown hair. Her boredom filled eyes moved across the lake carefully, trying to find anything that would perk her interest.
It was a cold October Saturday, two weeks before Halloween and she wasn’t enjoying school what so ever. This fifth year was having no fun. She was ready for anything to pop up and bother her. She didn’t care who or even what, just some fun was needed that’s all.
There was no class that day, something that Hermione dreaded when it came to schooling. The breaks were both relaxing and stressful in their own way. She was conflicted because she enjoyed learning, but even she needed time to recuperate between classes.
She had decided on a walk. It was without Harry or Ron; not that she was angry at either of them, but simply because she wanted time to herself. It was then that she had spotted the other female whom seemed to be rather bored; at least that’s what the girl could read from the way she was sitting.
"Are you okay? You look awfully lonely over here.“
