Wolf Claw

Moon Poison

She could feel its pull. Feel the effects like a lured yet somehow enticing poison deep within her veins.

Hermione Granger prov;

Hermione Jean Granger looked out the window toward the moon. Tomorrow it would be full. She could feel its pull. Feel the effects like a lured yet somehow enticing poison deep within her veins.

She sighed, closing her book. It was no use. Not with the moon so near its highest of power over the night dwellers like her. She couldn't focus.

Standing up, the brunette headed out of her cave of books that was the library, and into the main school. She couldn't go back to the Gryffindor common room, too much noise for her sensitive ears. Her senses had been heightened sense she had been bitten, but it was worse this close to the full moon.

Instead, she headed to the only place she could think of. The come-and-go room, also known more commonly as the Room of Requirement, or the RoR.

She went to the seventh floor and paced back and forth in front of the blank stretch of wall next to the tapestry of Barnes the Barnaby's fruitless attempt to train trolls for the ballet. It was actually a rather funny one to watch, despite the fact that it was kinda gruesome.

'I need a place to sleep, a quiet place to be, somewhere comfortable that won't overwhelm my senses...' she thought, after her third pace, a door appeared in front of her, and she went in.

The room was small, comfortable, and warm. with a large soft four-poster with red drapes in the corner, a fluffy looking couch in front of a small fireplace, and quite a few floor-to-ceiling bookshelves. There was a red carpet in the centre of the room, and the rest of it looked pretty much like the Gryffindor common room, except much smaller, and with no people. It was nice. No smells or sounds assaulted her, just a gently crackling fire and a calming silence.

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Harry Potter prov

"Where were you last night?" asked Harry, walking alongside Hermione, who was looking rather better than she had the night before, though still quite ill.

"Library..." she said absently. Turning to sit next to Nevile on the other side of the table. Harry frowned, Hermione was acting differently again, in fact, come to think of it, she had been doing that rather regularly for the past few years, but it still concerned him.

Nevile Longbottom prov

Nevile looked at Hermione, a little confused.

She had just sat down next to him.

Hermine usually sat next to Ron and Harry...

Though once and a while she would sit next to him, and she always looked kinda tired or sick, whenever she did this.

Nevile stopped wondering why on earth Hermione sat next to him however, when Ron and Harry started having a very ruckus battle of toothpicks, and he couldn't blame Hermione for not wanting to be next to them. In fact, the people nearer them started backing off from the laughing boys.

Ron Weasley prov

Ron glowered at Hermione as he continued his toothpick-sword-fight. Since the end of the 3rd year, she had been doing this. She had been avoiding him and Harry more and more. For 3 years.

It was odd. He didn't like it, and thought that maybe she didn't really want to be their friend anymore.