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Everything is easier when you're angry. It makes it hurt less. [ Hermione is quick to anger about some thing, sharp, snapping things that come with a biting snap against her mind. She knows she can be shrill and frustrated, but she tries not to let that overtake her. In the middle of a battle, though, or the war she had fought, it was easier to let the anger burn away everything else. She doesn't remember how it feels right now, in this moment; she's too lost in her sadness, in the gentle comfort that Eggsy offers her and the tenderness he is offering without demanding anything in return. ]
I know. I remember that - my war is over. [ Lifting her head, Hermione offers him a soft smile and another quick kiss before she steps away, using her hand in his to lead him over to the sofa, hesitating for a moment before she sits, waiting for him to join her. ]
Sit with me and I'll cast a charm or two to warm us up, okay? I can do some tea later...
I know. I remember that - my war is over. [ Lifting her head, Hermione offers him a soft smile and another quick kiss before she steps away, using her hand in his to lead him over to the sofa, hesitating for a moment before she sits, waiting for him to join her. ]
Sit with me and I'll cast a charm or two to warm us up, okay? I can do some tea later...
[ Eggsy sits down as requested, his face lighting up a little at the mention of magic. No matter how cruel some aspects of her world sound, at least it's not all bad - at least there's the beauty of magic to make up for the horribleness of everything else. And there's Hermione. Eggsy thinks she's the best part of wherever Hermione comes from. ]
Go on then, charm me.
Go on then, charm me.
[ As soon as he sits, Hermione shifts and cuddles closer to him, shifting to wrap one of her arms around his before she giggles her arm, her wand falling out and dropping into her hand. Making sure he can see her wand movements, she waves it and rests her head on his shoulder, her face serious until the magic is done and she's placed it to one side, out of sight and out of mind. There might be a slight tingle as the charm settles, but nothing else seems to change. ]
There you go. One charm.
There you go. One charm.
i wasn't really sure what to put. i've never filled one of these things out before.
( the life of a sheltered child. )
and i didn't exactly write it myself.
( the life of a sheltered child. )
and i didn't exactly write it myself.
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