Keep Calm and Conjure a Patronus Charm (boywizard) wrote in afic, @ 2011-06-04 21:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: harry potter, character: hermione granger, x player: abigail, x player: amber |
Who Harry Potter & Hermione Granger
What Sitting at Home in their Flat, Discussing the state of the world. Heavy.
When Saturday, June 4th.
Where Godric's Hollow, their flatshare.
Rating PG
Status Incomplete
The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is
Luna Lovegood coming by the flat and finding him had meant something to Harry. Not only was it incredible to see his friend again, but it was nice to tell someone where he was, and that he wanted to make a change to things and would. He was tired of hiding and letting the Ministry puppet around old photographs of him like he was still working there. He was tired of sitting by and letting his friends, like Hermione and Luna, get marked as terrorists without standing up for them. It was wrong, it was all wrong.
To Harry, it all felt very much like it had when he, Ron and Hermione had gone searching for Horcruxes. Confined to their tent and travel they could do nothing to help those at Hogwarts, or those sent to Azkaban for being muggleborn. In the end, of course, it had all worked out exactly as it should have (and exactly as Dumbledore planned that it would). But, there had been moments when he'd doubted himself, doubted his plans, and worried about those people that he couldn't be there for because he was searching for Horcruxes. He'd played the waiting game then too, and he hadn't liked it any better then.
He'd made dinner for himself and Hermione. The fact he could cook was something he could thank the Dursley's for, really. His specialty was bacon, he knew exactly how to make it crispy but not so crisp that it deteriorated in your mouth like gravel. He'd burned his mouth so many times when he was young, because he wasn't actually allowed to eat the bacon, (it was for Dudley) so he'd always take his chances and wolf it down right from the pan.
Tonight, he'd make something simple--just a bit of pasta and tomato sauce, but it was good enough, and Hermione thought it was all right. Harry pushed his food around his plate though, instead of eating, his mind was somewhere--but it wasn't on food.