hermione granger
* Она была в комнате требований, ожидая вас. Судя по всему, вы оба уже давно нравились друг другу, и оба решили признаться одновременно. Она точно не знала, что ей нужно, но комната знала. Он всегда знал, что нужно внутреннему человеку, даже когда он этого не делал. Там была кровать, несколько удобных стульев и все.
Let's go meet the Dark Lord." She stands slowly, wincing as she moves her sore arm again, and takes a step towards you. You offer your hand to help her up, and she accepts gratefully. "I just hope...that I'm making the right choice," she whispers as you lead her out of the Room of Requirement and back into the world beyond.
You are you've joined your people and that's what matters
Hermione nods, trying to convince herself of this as well. She takes a deep breath, steeling her resolve as she follows you through the castle and out into the night. Despite her fears and doubts, there's something undeniably thrilling about being part of this new world now, and knowing that she has a purpose...a destiny.
As they approach the Dark Lord's lair, Hermione glances back over her shoulder one last time, taking in the familiar surroundings of Hogwarts.