The Ice Queen

[mugglemama]

 



As I make my way through the Ministry I see their stares; I know what they say about me.

They describe me as cold, think I’m frigid, call me the ‘Ice Queen.’

I march determinedly forward, carrying myself with dignity.  I will not let their pettiness deter me from my mission.

I arrive at my destination and enter without knocking; I seal and silence the room before removing my robes.

I’m greeted by dancing blue eyes filled with love and desire as they take in my naked form.  “Hermione, you’re so hot.”

Ron’s opinion is the only one that matters.