Entry for "Ancient Runes" at "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments)"

Task: Write about misplaced love. Min 300 words

Extra Prompt: (Colour) Black

Entry for the "Ultimate Hermione Granger Pairings Challenge" at "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments)"

Pairing: Hermione/Roger Davies

Entry for the "February Event: Teamwork Exercise" at "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments)"

Prompts: (word) Affection/Affectionate; (word) Devoted/Devotion

Entry for the "Gringotts Prompt Bank"

Character Pairing: Hermione/Roger Davies

(358 Words)

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Love is blind, lovers are fools... there were a lot more sayings that Hermione had read in her life, and well, she also believed that they were true, but still she was unable to see that these were way too true for her too. Even she, who was more intelligent and observant than many other people, was unable to see that she was being used.

Or maybe she just oversaw the signs because she just didn't wanted to believe that something like that could happen to her too.

She was a person who showed a lot of affection towards people she liked and she was so devoted that she was ready to do anything to make the other person happy.

Roger Davies knew all too well how to use these traits of the Gryffindor girl to his advantage. He was a Ravenclaw, but that did not necessarely mean that he was completely focussed on schoolwork – to him, Quidditch was a lot more important, and school actually was only something that did hold him back, in his opinion.

Hermione's crush on him therefore was a mostly welcomed opportunity for him...

"Mione, beauty, how far are you with my Potions essay?" Roger asked as he walked into the library and pressed a very short kiss to Hermione's cheek before shoving a strand of his black hair out of his face.

"About halfway through, don't worry, I will be done by tomorrow morning," the brunette Gryffindor answered, smiling happily at him. "How was your Quidditch training?"

"Good, love," Roger sighed, throwing more than obvious glances at a blonde Hufflepuff girl that was walking by in this moment. "Oh, please could you write it in a tone that makes it less obvious that it wasn't me who did this? We don't want any of the teachers to be suspicious, don't we? Sorry, love, I have to get going. I really wished we had more time together, but I cannot change this."

He jumped to his feet and patted Hermione's shoulder before hurrying to leave the library, not aware of the longing glance Hermione did send after him.