Sitting on the dock, Hermione had her eyes closed against the reflection of sunlight blinding her from the water. From the inside out her eyelids looked red to her, the way skin looks when stretched over light. Sighing she opened her eyes and leaned back to stay at an empty beautiful blue sky ( Read more... )

Good day ( Read more... )

The absolute silence startled her as she jolted awake. Feeling around for the drapes surrounding her bed she was confused to find none. A small silver alarm clock ticked quietly on the bedside table and Hermione was hit with the realization she was home. The small brownstone she had purchased 2 years out of Hogwarts still brought her pleasure. ( Read more... )

Sighing, Hermione leaned back in her seat in the Three Broomsticks. Her head leaning back over the seat she felt the weight of her hair tug gently at her scalp. Lifting her head up she quietly slipped off her stilletto heels under the table. Hermione never liked to be seen out of sorts when once of her students could walk by at any minute but, ( Read more... )

Your essays are due on Thursday. I will be reviewing them quickly before you leave for the summer. Students who do hand in the essay will be meeting with me at the Hogwarts express briefly before boarding. I would hope to see something from all of you.

ooc:If your student is going to hand in the assignment please post here, if students ( Read more... )

As soon as the last exam was completed on Friday a large note appeared on the papers in front of the student ( Read more... )

Hermione yawned and stretched out in the leather covered wooden chair.

I will NOT fall asleep at my desk again, I will NOT fall asleep at my desk again.She thought to herself, repeating it like a mantra ( Read more... )

Headmistress Granger walked the outer edges of the Great Hall making her way to the dias professors used. Standing to face the students she pointed her wand to her throat and silently thought the spell to magnify the volume of her voice ( Read more... )

The room seemed smaller as Hermione passed nervously from one end to the other.

Bookshelf..1...2...3...4...5...6..7....8....low case..1....2...3....4....5....6.....7....8 BookshelfThe counting somewhat distracted her but she still blew air up through her feathered fringe as she tapped her wand into her hand. The only sounds were her soft Mary ( Read more... )

Good Afternoon ( Read more... )