how can you see into my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core

Hermione goes went back to her room she ws upset. Cedric thought he was better ahtn her but he wasn't she was the best of everything and epeople weeren't impressed with her and they should have been. Didn't they know she was special!!! She was Hermione grainger, or Serena ( Read more... )

Hermione's finals are over, which is both a relief and a disappointment. She still feels like she needs something to do, which is why she's still got her Potions book open on her desk so she can go back to it every now and then when she needs to take a break from packing, or when she's not thinking of another phone call she needs to make. She'll ( Read more... )

Hermione is in far too good a mood, especially given how early she was awake. She had started off trying to finish the Transfiguration book, writing detailed notes, but she keeps randomly smiling and it's distracting her.

Finally she puts the book down, goes to her desk, and starts a letter.

( Dear Ginny )

Hermione comes back to her room after getting the Transfiguration textbook from Cedric and attending her classes to find a note outside her door. She steps inside, reads it, and realizes that she has no idea who this person is. Which is kind of creepy, really, until she remembers that she didn't really notice Viktor, either. Huh ( Read more... )

Hermione doesn't know why she feels the need to do this, but sometime in the afternoon she sits down at her desk to write.

( Dear Harry )

Hermione's just about finished her letter back to Ginny, though she hasn't been doing much lately so it isn't very long. Maybe she had been waiting to do something before she actually sent it. Either way she's just sealing it up and deciding she should take it to the post office when she goes into town for the music festival.

The door's open.

[ ( Read more... )

After completely failing to make Principal Washburn see why she doesn't deserve detention, Hermione didn't really feel like going to the luau. Instead, she's sitting on her bed in her alcove, attempting the fourth or so draft of a letter.

( Dear Viktor, )

Hermione opens the door to her room, not turning on the light in case Kaylee's already here and asleep. She leaves the beach ball on the floor for Crookshanks, and sees the invitation from Willow for tomorrow's party, having been slipped under the door.

Edward had been nice enough, and she really was going to have to speak to Charlie about this ( Read more... )

Hermione is working on letters again. She hasn't received any back yet, but she knows Harry can be a little lax on correspondence if it isn't pressing. There's no need to worry about breaking the time-space continuum with letters. Yet ( Read more... )

It feels like it has taken Hermione forever just to get to school and find her room. Hm. Smaller than the rooms at Hogwarts, but maybe she'll be able to get some actual work done here.

For now, she claims the farther bed, putting her things down before getting the notebook and pen from one of her bags and settling in to write.

Dear Headmaster ( Read more... )