Hermione's cries echoed into the stale air, her lips cracking as each escaped. How had he fallen for her?
He was the centre of her infinite universe; if this Earth were to fall off its axis and the stars collapse from the sky, she would not recognise the difference. He would eclipse it all with the light of his smile and the shine of his eyes.
Their laughter echoed in the distance, stomping on Hermione's blackened heart, destroying her gag reflex. She was nothing more than a friend to him.
Lavender was the sweetest smell but now the saddest sin.
