@WittyPrescient —— her bed. But was cut off by a sudden wall of women and I stumbled back a step or two}| I’d like to talk to her please. The woman on the bed with tears in her eyes? The one you’re shielding. Yeah. Her.
@WittyPrescient |{I was suddenly in a sea of young girls who were all glaring daggers at me. I wanted to shrink away. To disappear. I honestly hated all this negative attention on me. Gulping, I spotted Hermione on her bed. Her eyes a shade of crimson from crying. I sighed and bee-lined it to ——
#𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
You’ve been my best friend since we were children, @WittyPrescient. Something is changing between the two of us. I can’t tell if it’s for the good or if I’m gonna lose my best friend over it. But it’s happening and I’m terrified.
@WittyPrescient —— groan before getting up off the couch and making my way to the bottom of the girls’ dormitory stairs. Had any guy ever been up there? I wasn’t sure. There’d been so much trouble with me in the past at this school with Voldemort and the Basilisk. I didn’t want to get into ——