Hermione Granger will not let you take her world (![]() ![]() @ 2013-02-12 21:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | ch: ukr: ginny weasley, ch: ukr: hermione granger, p: abby, p: kat |
Who: Hermione and Ginny UKR
What: An anniversary, a vigil, a fire and smores
When: Evening, February 12.
Where: Outside the compound.
Why: "Tonighhhhht we are younng!"
Lying on her back, staring up at the sky, Hermione couldn't help but wonder exactly what sky they were under tonight, what world's, and if there was a difference. It was starry out tonight, not a cloud in the sky, the temperature - at least around the fire that they'd spelled up was pleasant enough that she didn't have to worry about the coat that she was currently using as a pillow.
Glancing to her left - careful that her fly away hair got nowhere near the fire, Hermione watched Ginny for a moment. After so many years of this being a day of mourning, today, it actually felt somewhat normal. There was a pain, one that wouldn't be forgotten, but it was more difficult to allow it to overtake her when the individual she was mouring was lying just on the other side of the campfire.
Hermione pushed herself up, using a stick she'd found to tend to the fire, checking the state of the smores they'd left sitting atop one of the two stones they'd found and cleaned before using it as a cooking surface. She frowned to herself as she glanced at the state of the supplies that she'd brought. "Should have grabbed more," she said holding up the one bag of marshmallows they had. "You think we can make due with just one?" Heavier talks could wait a little bit longer... especially a she reached into the bag and threw one of the white fluff balls at her friend.