you're nobody until somebody loves you
A HariPo drabble collection
by mew-tsubaki
- ^-^3
Magic took so much of her childhood; Hermione was exhausted.
"Then you need to get away from all this," Charlie suggested barely after the dust settled in 1998.
A post-war escape to Romania…? Hermione tiredly nodded, grabbed her purse, and accepted.
And, somehow, it made sense. The Dragon Plains were a terrain she hadn't traversed yet, and many of the dragons were elderly creatures in search of comfort and care. They were soothing creatures with a predictable element of chaos.
"Thank you, Charlie," she said as she leaned on him quietly one evening, knowing he'd reignited her love of magic.
- ^-^3
Sometimes love is an action.
-mew! -w-