you're nobody until somebody loves you

A HariPo drabble collection

by mew-tsubaki

Tags: M&MWP.

- ^-^3

She tied up her hair however she wanted to after the war. She and Padma forgot to match whenever they could. What was the point of being that cheerful in the least when one considered what had been lost after the war?

Even getting a job seemed pointless. Working for the Prophet might've once meant something to her. On second thought, day-to-day life didn't mean much anymore.

Parvati pushed a lock of hair out of her eyes for the umpteenth time.

Zacharias, the Prophet's "mail boy," stared when he paused at her desk. "Why's your hair…down?"

Hair mattered again.