[open] Time it is past and I roam free

[lumenrelegandus]

Who: lumenrelegandus and anyone
When: Early in the week
Where: The dojo, the streets, the path toward the Ruins and/or Hunting Grounds.
Format: Prose
What: As if any loss weren't bad on its own, sometimes it opens up past ones.
Warnings: I'm being bad for posting a new log without doing any tags for ongoing threads! I have company for a few days and am semi-

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/loves back!/

[femininehermes]

"B-" Hermione put the photograph in her lap and threw her arms around him. Closing her eyes tightly, she tried to keep from sobbing. So many good people - and beings - had been lost already. With each loss, it felt like the Magical World was becoming darker and darker.

"W-We love you." she choked. He had to know that. That...was the most important thing. Even if they fought, even if they got mad at each other, that never changed.

"He will die. Harry is determined and so am I." she clenched her fists, "We are w-well on our way." she was fibbing a little, but they had made headway, "There might be a way we can still save you and Tonks. I just...I don't know." she glanced at his chest sadly, "They will know all about you regardless."

That was a promise she could keep.

His last comment caused her to pull back and blink awkwardly. She blushed a little and shook her head.

"Ron and I... It's complicated. I feel like I'm always angry at him, but...he's a good person and...I l-love him." Hermione dropped her head forward, "It's ridiculous."

/even though I just realized I never officially asked your permission re: fourthwalling! I'm bad

[lumenrelegandus]

He kissed the crown of her head again and decided not to say anything further about it. He trusted her. He knew, all else being even, if she remembered this world and conversation at all (when she returned), that she would always get the job done. -Really, this changed nothing: they'd all known, all along, that the war could claim any of them, at any time.

-Not to say anything further except whisper back, more easily than he'd thought possible since Tonks's death, "I love all of you, too."

She pulled away and he resettled himself to accommodate, smiling and averting his eyes as she blushed. "I apologise, I didn't mean to pry. And certainly not to poke fun. It's not ridiculous one bit."