Rightful Owners Date & Time: 23 May 2010 | evening (backdated) Post Type: RP Open To: Private Character(s): Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley Location: The Burrow Summary: The boys return Hermione's wand to her.
Hermione wanted to cry. She wouldn't, because there were plenty of worse things that had happened, things that were really worth crying over, but she still wanted to. All day she'd managed to keep her mind occupied by talking to others as they worked or by reciting Potions recipes in her head or by daydreaming about Ron. (Even if she'd never admit to the latter. Did it make her just as ridiculous as she'd always thought Lavender and Parvati were?) Now, though, she was alone and attempting to finish some straightening that Mrs. Weasley had given her...except everything seemed to be loosing itself from her levitation spell.
She hated this wand.
Not for the first time in the last month, she looked down at the walnut wand felt a shiver run up her spine. It seemed silly that a piece of wood could cause that sort of reaction, but she knew too much about what that wand had done to avoid it. She'd felt its torture, and she'd even pretended to be its owner, worn Bellatrix's form for a short time. She not only hated the wand, but she was also a tiny bit afraid of it. That was silly, too. It was a wand, not a Horcrux, but she couldn't help but feel tainted just carrying it.
As if she had a choice. Her old wand was long gone, taken by the Snatchers. Ollivander's shop had not yet reopened. There was too much to be done to be without magic, and she certainly couldn't rely on borrowing Harry and Ron's wands until she had the opportunity to get a new one.
Hermione sighed and spoke her spell again, enunciating the words a little more clearly in hope that it would help. She could do it the Muggle way, but now she was determined out of spite. She'd asked Mrs. Weasley for something to do around the house--as she wasn't quite sure where Ron and Harry were, but her books weren't keeping her as occupied as she would have liked--and she was going to finish it no matter how long it took.