#dramione future nottpott, 500 words of longing in the dark
Hermione can't sleep, nerves buzzing with the knowledge that /he's/ here, perhaps just the next room over, maybe down to his pants, given it's 1 am and none of her guests tonight had come with the intention of staying overnight.
Hermione can't sleep, nerves buzzing with the knowledge that /he's/ here, perhaps just the next room over, maybe down to his pants, given it's 1 am and none of her guests tonight had come with the intention of staying overnight.
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"I think he's very lonely. Lonelier than he lets on."
"I think he's very lonely. Lonelier than he lets on."
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The thought inspires a gripping sort of thirst that sends her creeping through her own cottage–for water, or a chance meeting. En route to the kitchen, she spies a faint light around the corner, just down the hall from the guest rooms.
She loves Harry, but he's got a lot to answer for with that one.
A second tragedy in one night: he's fully dressed.
“How is Theo coping?” She asks, both out of genuine concern and a desperate need to linger
“As well as can be expected – convinced Potter will never speak to him again”