It became longer than expected I hope you enjoyed it.
Hermione, already a few drinks in, leaned heavily against the bar, staring down at her empty glass. It had been some long, frustrating weeks.
I kept telling myself it was nothing, that I was just imagining things, but...” She trailed off, her gaze dropping to Fleur’s lips once more, feeling the pull she’d tried so hard to resist for weeks. She swallowed hard before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper.