A Monster Dressed In Yellow
33 parts Complete "He..well that would be because he is." Percy answered with a slow nod. "Distraught that is." Percy clarified, as if she needed it. "Hermione, do you know who George is?" He asked, terrified of the answer.
It would ruin him. It would down right destroy what little they had left of him.
"Well I'd like to see him, before I forget." Hermione declared, an edge of panic in her voice. "He must be awfully important to me if the lot of you won't let him through the damn door." Her voice rose in pitch, the panic overwhelming her.
A HermionexGeorge love story.
Hermione wakes in a world she does not recognize. Strapped to a bed and hooked to machines that do little to aid the werewolf blood now pumping through her veins. She can smell and hear everything-the sound of nurses walking down hallways and pens clicking in hands. She can smell the bleach scrubbed in the floor and the leftover blood in her hair no one had scrubbed out.
But in the mist of all that, a lingering scent awaits.
Oranges & Cinnamon.
tw: blood, scars, reliving trauma, foul language, dark magic & sexual content