Status Updates From Overture

“And then there was desperate love. *Needing* to be together. There was no one else. No one else who could extinguish the fire under his skin or pull him to the surface when he was drowning.”

“Hermione suspected Malfoy didn’t know how to love if it wasn’t in extremes.”

“Why did you follow me here, Malfoy?”
“I’d follow you anywhere, Granger. If you’d let me.”

ITS TOO CUTE

“He was flammable and she was like a puddle of gasoline. He would burn the world down for her, and she would let him.”

“I know what you think, but was *he* really such a sweet, gentle guy to begin with? He broke Ron’s *leg*. He made your boss *disappear*. That’s neither sweet nor gentle.”
Hermione said nothing, blinking down at her hands flat on the table and absorbing Ginny’s words.
“In fact… does that not sound *exactly* like something Malfoy would do?”

YAS

“Darling, how nice of you to visit me at work. You too, Granger.”

Ah, it’s Blaise that is chaos. Dead

“It was Ate, the Greek goddess of obsession, infatuation, and mischief.”

Oh my

“But in the interest of mankind and how much I’d love the humiliate the fuck out of the Ministry, yes. I’ll help you.”

Dead

“Hermione had run her fingers over her name. It had never looked so beautiful written before: the way the G curved delicately into the R and slanted and looped and flourished. It was the way her name had always meant to be written.”

Oh dang

“Pansy, could you… could you tell me who purchased this dress?”
Pansy’s annoyed expression melted away into a smirk. “Oh, Granger, you wouldn’t believe me even if I *did.*”

*snickers*

“Hermione Granger, be still my heart. What brings you here?”
Unlike Elgin Browne, Theodore Nott would not be found in one of his apothecaries.”

Theo is going to be chaos. I know it

“When Hermione was a teenager, her father told her that when a man made a crude joke to pretend not to understand it. To make them explain why it’s funny. To make them as flustered and embarrassed as they tried to make you.”

YUP

“She was startled by a voice close to her ear.
“Hermione Granger defending Slytherin’s honor? I never thought I’d see the day.”
“Malfoy.”
His smirk was so casual, so relaxed, she wanted to smack it right off his face. He lent against the bookcase, his arms crossed in front of his chest.
“Granger.”

*snorts*