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[personal profile] erudit 2016-02-06 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
that's not my job.

[ Hermione stops, mid-sentence, to address her best friend's unnecessary concern, one finger pressed against the dark ink of her notes, marking the place where Harry had interrupted her.

She glances back down at her complicated scrawl and exhales. ]


That's up to Madam Pince and I don't see her anywhere, do you?

[ Not that she's ever much liked the stuffy, uptight librarian of Hogwarts. She's always unnecessarily shushing people when, really, there are worse things going on in the library that she's the last to find out. People snogging in the back rows between the Goblin Wars of 1512 and General Spells for Domestic Witches ... and Pince is never around to catch them.

She lifts her finger from her notes, watches as the parchment catches in on itself and rolls right back up against the edge of her textbooks. ]


Besides, I just can't seem to concentrate today.
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[personal profile] erudit 2016-02-06 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hermione lets out a breath of exasperation as though she might argue on the point of her feeling 'rebellious' but it comes out as more of a laugh, humourless.

Of course that's not really it, and she knows Harry's aware of that too.

She gives her notes a narrow-eyed stare for a second before turning to Harry. Oh, she'll conquer those facts. Maybe in another hour or so, even. When it comes to her studies, there's very little that can stand in her way - or her determination. And she's determined not to let this or anything else get in the way of that.

But.

As she looks at Harry, her expression softens, becomes a little less hard-edged with stubborn determination, allowing her own anxieties to leak through - just a bit. ]


Harry. I'm sure I'm not the only one who felt like we were actually doing something with the - [ She leans in, voice lowering. ] D.A.

I suppose I just feel restless. About Professor Dumbledore, about Umbridge ... everything.
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[personal profile] erudit 2016-02-28 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
I suppose so.

[ Hermione leans back, her cheeks going a bit pink with the compliment. Or - well, the fact of the statement. She's glad she did it even if she felt a little horrible about doing it in the first place. Of course she'd done it with the intention to protect everyone involved, but she never really expected anyone to actually trigger the hex. ]

But now what? If I have to listen to Professor Umbridge telling us to read another chapter in our books about the theory of self-defence, I may very well scream.

[ Well, not really, Hermione's far too proper a student for that. (With the rare exception of Trelawney.) ]