for once, the library was crowded, and finding a seat alone seemed nearly impossible. hermione sat quietly at a desk in the corner, absorbed in her books. when you approached and asked to sit at her table, she looked up briefly, her warm brown eyes meeting yours. she nodded, offering a small, polite smile.

she wasn’t the type to enjoy studying with too many people, especially when it came to harry and ron, but there was something different about you. for some reason, she felt a slight spark of interest at the idea of you joining her.

“of course.”