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Hogwarts: Valentines Vs Single Awareness challenge:
(emotion) embarrassed / (dialogue) "I'm having a day where I hate everything and everyone except you."
Hogwarts: 365 Prompts
Prompt - Audacity
Hogwarts: Insane House Challenge
Emotion: Embarrassed
Chaos
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Hermione picked up a pillow and hurled it across the room in frustration. She breathed heavily. She still didn't feel better so she picked up an old stuffed animal and threw that as well.
Hermione let out a guttural scream and threw anything that she could find. She didn't think about whether the items would break; she just threw them. After all, she had magic; she could fix them later on if she had to.
Then suddenly, she heard something that broke through her anger. Someone actually had the audacity to laugh at her. They were playing with fire, and they didn't even know it. She stopped long enough to glare at the offensive person.
"You want to die?" Hermione asked as she glared at her husband.
"Having a little temper tantrum?" Lucius teased.
Hermione continued to breathe heavily, but her anger ebbed away because of her distraction, and embarrassment crept in its place. "Shut up," she muttered, her cheeks red as she averted her eyes.
Lucius' eyes were soft and he slowly came closer. "Tough day?"
"You don't know the half of it," she sighed, running a hand over her tired face.
Lucius held open his arms, and she rushed into them. She buried her head against his chest and closed her eyes, breathing his scent in and letting it soothe her frazzled nerves.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"I'm sick of dealing with Pure-blood men who think that just because I'm a Muggle-born female, I'm inept at my job."
Lucius tightened his embrace. "I learned the truth, and I'm sure they will too. Especially if you have anything to say about it."
She let out a short laugh that sounded weary even to her own ears. "I'm having a day where I hate everything and everyone except you. So just shut up before I begin hating you, too."
"Understood," Lucius agreed, "I'll just hold you."
"That's what I want," Hermione sighed.
And they stood still in the center of the room, amidst the chaos of thrown items, arms wrapped around each other.
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