❧ Fifth Page ❦ Birthday ❦
[For once in the time Hermione had been staying within the order, she's actually dressed nicely and the bushy hair is gone. It's very obvious that the girl actually did something to her hair to make it something fancy. Her dress was simple but it showed a better figure than her usual uniform tended to offer. She looked like a nineteen year old and not just some bookworm.
The door to the cafeteria was nearby but she didn't make a move to go inside just yet. Her hands were twirling the locket Vergil had given her while her face seemed downcast and pale. The golem recording had turned on unintentionally.]
If only you were here, Harry... Ronald...
[And she's messing with the locket, opening and closing it over and over again for a few minutes as her eyes seem to glaze over with incoming tears before a head pops out from the cafeteria to call her over. She almost jumps when she hears her name stuffing the locket inside her dress before pushing at her cheeks and eyes making sure the puffyness is gone.]
Stupid Ronald, I mustn't think of them. Not tonight at least.
[And she makes her way towards the cafeteria disappearing into the room.]
[OOC: HERMIONE'S PARTY. WHOEVER WANTS TO COME, COOOOME! EVEN IF SHE DOESN'T KNOW YOU, THERE'S FOOD AND THAT'S ALL THAT COUNTS!]
The door to the cafeteria was nearby but she didn't make a move to go inside just yet. Her hands were twirling the locket Vergil had given her while her face seemed downcast and pale. The golem recording had turned on unintentionally.]
If only you were here, Harry... Ronald...
[And she's messing with the locket, opening and closing it over and over again for a few minutes as her eyes seem to glaze over with incoming tears before a head pops out from the cafeteria to call her over. She almost jumps when she hears her name stuffing the locket inside her dress before pushing at her cheeks and eyes making sure the puffyness is gone.]
Stupid Ronald, I mustn't think of them. Not tonight at least.
[And she makes her way towards the cafeteria disappearing into the room.]
[OOC: HERMIONE'S PARTY. WHOEVER WANTS TO COME, COOOOME! EVEN IF SHE DOESN'T KNOW YOU, THERE'S FOOD AND THAT'S ALL THAT COUNTS!]