𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻.

Some truths arrive later than they should.

𝖬𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 @BookLovingLion

[𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻. @ProdigusStella]

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[𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻. @ProdigusStella]

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅, 𝑺𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒅.

[𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐡 @GentleHuff]

“There’s a million lessons you can take from your experiences, but there’s one lesson that is always true. Everything you go through, can empower you to help someone else.”

Care of Magical Creatures Professor at Hogwarts.

Hufflepuff Graduate.

[– ʀᴏꜱᴇᴛᴛᴀ @Firefly_L3ver]

ROSETTA BELL!

rosetta bell. golden trio era. hogwarts student. advanced literate & descriptive. ships with harry/chemistry. crossover friendly. oc's welcome.

[𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻. @ProdigusStella]

carry alone.

And by then... the question is no longer whether the decision was right.

But whether it was ever hers to make at all.

[𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻. @ProdigusStella]

𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑊𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝐷𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒

Hermione Granger has always trusted in her ability to make the right decision.

Not the easiest one, nor the most comfortable, but the correct one. The one that, when examined from every possible angle, would yield the --

[𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻. @ProdigusStella]

disruption, the pain of it.

It is a belief she can no longer maintain.

Because the truth, she has come to understand, does not lessen with time.

It settles.

It roots itself in the lives of others, shaping them quietly, irrevocably; until one day, it is no longer hers to --

[𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻. @ProdigusStella]

@thelionseeker eyeing the bag as though it might start producing a sofa next. "Right, right. On it. Just saying... good thing one of us thinks ahead."

Hermione didn't look up, but Harry would be able to see the the faintest pink touch her ears. "Well," she said briskly, "someone has to."

[𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻. @ProdigusStella]

Bound by Fate: The Hunt for Horcruxes. @thelionseeker

Hermione sat cross-legged on the worn sofa in the drawing room of Grimmauld Place, her fingers absently tracing the spine of a dusty tome in her lap. The heavy curtains were drawn tightly shut, blocking out any hint of --

[𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻. @ProdigusStella]

@thelionseeker mostly, and began setting up the ward stakes around the area with crisp precision. "If you two could stop gawping and maybe help, that would be wonderful. Once the perimeter is secure, we can get out of this rain and dry off before we freeze."

Ron moved to her side, still --

[𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻. @ProdigusStella]

@thelionseeker of them disapparated, just as a jet of green light shot through the space where they had been standing a split second earlier.

[𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻. @ProdigusStella]

@thelionseeker Another burst of spells erupted from below, furious shouting, scrambling boots, but the three of them had already drawn close, wands raised, breaths aligned.

Ron grit his teeth.

"On three... two... one..."

Hermione cut in, "three!"

And with a resounding CRACK! The three --