Smaller Is Sweeter

Chapter One: Petrified

She remembered a pair of glowing yellow eyes. Then darkness. She didn't know who she was. It was strange. She heard the people around her, but never saw. She only ever saw herself. Somebody-a nurse, perhaps? –Said that she was petrified. That she couldn't move. She could move around just fine, stretching and curling and running and hopping and swimming. Perhaps they were blind. Or perhaps she was blind, only dreaming all of this. She didn't care. Perhaps she would've, if she'd been herself. Once, she thought a prince, her hero, came and kissed her, and she knew where she was.

Not too long after, her prince did come. He kissed her and waited, hoping she'd wake up. She didn't. But she did. Her dream came true; she knew who she was. And though it was months before she truly woke up, at least she knew who she was, keeping her going. After all, Hermione Granger never gave up.