Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me

Search by :  Username E-mail Region Interest AOL IM ICQ Number Yahoo! ID MSN Username Jabber

weasley_now (weasley_now) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Hermione and OPEN
The first few years of celebrations Hermione had been dreadful. People had hailed the trio with celebrity when all they had wanted to do was move forward and lead normal lives like everyone else. Thankfully, the further time took them from the actual events of the day the less people hailed their bravery as stories of everyday people doing extraordinary things had made their way to the surface. It was those stories Hermione focused on when she wanted to reflect on the real heroes of the war.

Now, here she stood a full seven years later just another face in the crowd. As the sun disappeared she turned in the direction of the sounds of awe that were beginning to come from others in the vicinity. The statue that stood in the middle of the area of focus was being pierced by rays of light that seemed to be coming from the inside. As she stood she watched more lights break through at what seemed to be well timed intervals. "Absolutely fascinating magic," she said her voice just loud enough to audible by anyone within a few feet.