August | Hermione Granger x OFC

Chapter Thirty-Nine

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"Robyn! Where've you been!?"

Robyn was sitting out by the lake enjoying the weather with the Gryffindors (yes, really), but apparently someone wasn't happy with her. She turned to see the Ravenclaw girls making their way over.

She stood quickly to greet them. "Oh, hi."

"Oh, hi," Olivia mocked her. "You didn't come back to the dorm all night!"

She chuckled uncomfortably and looked to the Gryffindors for help, but they offered none.

"Funny story...I, er...Oh! Yeah, fainted. Splat. Yep. I was at the hospital wing. Yep," she nodded resolutely. It wasn't a complete lie. She had fainted, and she had stayed the night at the hospital wing. So, there.

"Ugh...we were worried about you. Go missing all night when there's a killer on the loose, why don't you? Well, turns out he's not a killer, eh? You know what they say about hindsight—"

"Wait," Potter interrupted Olivia abruptly. She looked surprised he was speaking to her. "What, exactly, are you talking about?"

"Haven't you heard?" Willow spoke this time. They stared blankly at her, cautious as to what information had been leaked and what hadn't. "Sirius Black is innocent! Turns out it was Peter Pettigrew the whole time, and it was him that...you know..." she trailed off awkwardly. "You really haven't heard, Potter? Seems like quite important info—"

"I've heard," Potter said quickly. "I just wasn't sure- doesn't matter."

"Did you hear about Professor Lupin?"

"...Go on, Liv," Robyn encouraged, again, cautious.

"He's resigned since everyone found out he's a werewolf this morning at breakfast," she said sadly. "Shame, I liked him."

Potter scrambled to his feet and announced he was going to see the man off.

Robyn agreed with Olivia; she liked him too, and was sad that he would be leaving.

They spent the rest of the afternoon out by the lake and Ginny Weasley dropped by, too. Just as the previous night, it was an odd group (though, not quite to the same extent). But Robyn wasn't worried about being caught with the Gryffindors, as anyone worth worrying about was at Hogsmeade.

She spent a fair amount of time discussing Quidditch with Willow and, surprisingly, both of the Weasleys. As she had discovered, they weren't bad. Though, they weren't very not bad, like Granger. Granger, who seemed to get along well with Lana. Robyn overheard the girl telling Lana about house-elves and their plight, and Lana seemed just as scandalised. They made an interesting pair.

"What do you think about perspective now, Robyn?" Luna had asked when she plopped down beside her for a couple of minutes.

And she had thought for a good few moments before replying, "I think...it's important to consider other perspectives. And you were right; that cloud was a man."

"I don't think that I was right," Luna then pointed out. "Just that we can see things differently sometimes. It doesn't have to be black or white. I like to look at the world through a kaleidoscope."

"That's...very nice," Robyn had said genuinely.

Luna had hummed, and that was that.

More than anyone else, she spoke to Granger. They sat together, side by side, serenely watching the sparkling lake and the Giant Squid. They always seemed to have so much to say to each other. Why? She had no idea. And Willow, who was sitting a few metres in front of them, kept shooting her looks. Significant looks. Was it because she was talking to a Muggle-born other than Lana, or something else?