1Challenge fic. For the Scar challenge in the HPFC forum.
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She shook, her hands like earthquakes. She took a faltering breath through her nose, tears dripping off of the end of it. Her flat was dark, cold, lifeless. She sat in the middle of her living room, her legs crossed. She was wearing a thin white dress. The window was open, blowing a cold, December breeze into the room. The moon illuminated her pale figure on the floor. She curled her fingers tighter around the handle.
She pressed the shiny blade to her skin. The moon was reflecting off of it. She could see her tear-stained eyes in the reflection. They were large, brown, and watery. The knife hesitated, but only for a second. She sucked a sharp breath through her teeth, and let the blade slice the skin. She was weak, she let go.
Hermione Granger sat alone in her living room, her white dress stained red.