☕ THIRTEEN. [audio]
[Hermione has been keeping to herself since a certain green-eyed boy's birthday. She finally musters the strength to let everyone know she is, well, alive. That's a start, right?]
I've been utterly useless this past week or so. I'm sorry if anyone needed help or - [Company. The very idea of being around others hurts, but not as much as on the 31st.] I've been making more potions with the ingredients available. If you need a Dreamless Sleep or a mild healing brew, I think I can help.
[Keeping busy and working herself to the bone distracts her thoughts.] It - [Her breath hitches.] It w-was his birthday. I d-don't think I've stopped crying...
[Abruptly, she ends the feed.]
I've been utterly useless this past week or so. I'm sorry if anyone needed help or - [Company. The very idea of being around others hurts, but not as much as on the 31st.] I've been making more potions with the ingredients available. If you need a Dreamless Sleep or a mild healing brew, I think I can help.
[Keeping busy and working herself to the bone distracts her thoughts.] It - [Her breath hitches.] It w-was his birthday. I d-don't think I've stopped crying...
[Abruptly, she ends the feed.]