"𝗜𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗶𝗳𝗲. 𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲" - 𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 ; 𝗚𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗖𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗻
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘-𝐒𝐈𝐗
'𝘉𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘬'
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YOU GRAB THE FLOWERS FROM THE JAR BESIDE HERMIONE'S BED, REPLACING THEM WITH A BOUQUET OF JAPANESE CHRYSANTHEMUM.
the flowers representing longevity, you spread them out to make them look neat and take a seat on the edge of her bed and patting her leg awkwardly.
"wish you were here, hermione" harry sighs out.
"muscle! muscle!"
your muscle mice jump out from your pocket and onto hermione's bed, circling her hand, you raise an eyebrow.
"we need you. now more than ever" harry says quietly, rubbing his thumb over the back of hermione's hand before looking down in confusion.
you look at him as he takes something out of hermione's hand ; a piece of paper.
you smirk at your muscle mice, "smart mice"
he un-scrunches it and you lean over to take a peek.
YOU ARE READING
𝗮𝘁𝘆𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗮, 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿
Fanfiction𝗦𝗲𝘅𝘆 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹, 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝗲 𝗜'𝗺 𝗳𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗟𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗢𝗠𝗚, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺-𝗰𝗼𝗺-𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲 ------- Atychiphobia (n.) fear of failure ; fear of not being go...
