Hermione Granger walked confidently through the Issac Asimov Shopping Center in Costa Del Sol, her oddly-tight witches robe refusing to swish. She stopped as she caught sight of herself in a mirror in front of a boutique, and frowned prettily. She again adjusted the belt on her robe, but the belt was just to short, forcing her robe to hug tightly around her waist. She tried in vain to get the robe to show less cleavage, and eventually gave up. She primped her bushy black hair for a moment, then smiled widely, her dark jamaican skin contrasting cutely with her straight white teeth. It made Hermione uncomfortable, and for more than one reason.
This Hermione Granger was torn from the subconscious mind of Harry Potter. This Hermione Granger, who's deductive reasoning skills are exactly what Harry Potter would expect them to be, understood this even if Harry didn't. This Hermione Granger was then understandably offended to realize that all her robes were shorter and tighter, and that her libido was...active.
Hermione was pleased to see Scarlet standing poutilly in front of the Blips and Chitz alien arcade, adorable pink bow in her hair, dutifully holding an orange julius. A sort of fire rose up in her chest that she was sure she had never felt before. The witch tried not to catch the girl's eye as she walked past and leaned against the wall behind Scarlet, watching her closely. The girl seemed nervous, and Hermione was tempted to see how long she would wait, but the fire had its own plan.
"Excuse me," said Hermione politely from behind the girl, making her jump just a little, but thankfully not enough to spill her orange julius.
Scarlet turned around, her little mouth open in an expression of surprise, and Hermione quickly leaned in to kiss her.
This Hermione Granger was torn from the subconscious mind of Harry Potter. This Hermione Granger, who's deductive reasoning skills are exactly what Harry Potter would expect them to be, understood this even if Harry didn't. This Hermione Granger was then understandably offended to realize that all her robes were shorter and tighter, and that her libido was...active.
Hermione was pleased to see Scarlet standing poutilly in front of the Blips and Chitz alien arcade, adorable pink bow in her hair, dutifully holding an orange julius. A sort of fire rose up in her chest that she was sure she had never felt before. The witch tried not to catch the girl's eye as she walked past and leaned against the wall behind Scarlet, watching her closely. The girl seemed nervous, and Hermione was tempted to see how long she would wait, but the fire had its own plan.
"Excuse me," said Hermione politely from behind the girl, making her jump just a little, but thankfully not enough to spill her orange julius.
Scarlet turned around, her little mouth open in an expression of surprise, and Hermione quickly leaned in to kiss her.