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lackadaisicalnereidoh, how shocking | hp | hermione (a little bit of harry) | 383 words | G (I think?) | It gets worse before it gets better, but it gets better.
The war is over and it sounds clean and simple put in a four-word sentence like that. Like “How about some Quidditch?” or “Breakfast is ready now.” (or “Ron loves you, Hermione.” or “Come work for us.” or “We’d like an interview.” or “Talk to me, ‘Mione.”).
(There’re not as simple as she thought they would be, all these things.)
(Oh, how shocking.)
~~~
Sometimes when Hermione is asleep she is in the forest again.
Sometimes when Hermione is asleep and she is in the forest again, it all goes terribly wrong.
She doesn't figure out how to destroy the Horcrux fast enough or she misplaces the book that has the solution before she even has time to not figure out how to destroy the Horcrus fast enough.
It doesn't get much better when she awakens.
(Oh, how shocking.)
~~~
Every time she screams herself awake, someone comes into her room at the Burrow. Ron or Ginny or Molly or Harry or Arthur even. They sit by her side and offer tea and she politely refuses whatever it is they're offering.
I'm fine, don't worry.
I'm fine.
She moves out after a month.
(Oh, how shocking.)
~~~
She buys a flat in muggle London.
She doesn't leave it unless she needs groceries.
She wears the same clothes for days on end.
This goes on for months.
(Oh, how shocking.)
~~~
Harry comes by often. (She knows him; he probably feels at least a bit responsible.)
She makes them tea and they sit in silence and it's nice.
He kisses her cheek every time before he leaves and whispers please take care of yourself into the line of her jaw.
She still has the same nightmares.
She doesn't tell him that.
(Oh, how shocking.)
~~~
It gets worse before it gets better, but it gets better.
Nothing magical happens. Nothing of the muggle sort happens either. Just life. She gets up one morning and it feels a bit better than the morning before and one of these mornings, she writes a letter to the Ministry to apply for a job.
She gets the job.
(Oh, how shocking.)
~~~
She is the first witch to be elected the Minister of Magic.
(I must’ve done something right, she thinks to herself. She smiles.)
(Oh, how shocking.)
The war is over and it sounds clean and simple put in a four-word sentence like that. Like “How about some Quidditch?” or “Breakfast is ready now.” (or “Ron loves you, Hermione.” or “Come work for us.” or “We’d like an interview.” or “Talk to me, ‘Mione.”).
(There’re not as simple as she thought they would be, all these things.)
(Oh, how shocking.)
~~~
Sometimes when Hermione is asleep she is in the forest again.
Sometimes when Hermione is asleep and she is in the forest again, it all goes terribly wrong.
She doesn't figure out how to destroy the Horcrux fast enough or she misplaces the book that has the solution before she even has time to not figure out how to destroy the Horcrus fast enough.
It doesn't get much better when she awakens.
(Oh, how shocking.)
~~~
Every time she screams herself awake, someone comes into her room at the Burrow. Ron or Ginny or Molly or Harry or Arthur even. They sit by her side and offer tea and she politely refuses whatever it is they're offering.
I'm fine, don't worry.
I'm fine.
She moves out after a month.
(Oh, how shocking.)
~~~
She buys a flat in muggle London.
She doesn't leave it unless she needs groceries.
She wears the same clothes for days on end.
This goes on for months.
(Oh, how shocking.)
~~~
Harry comes by often. (She knows him; he probably feels at least a bit responsible.)
She makes them tea and they sit in silence and it's nice.
He kisses her cheek every time before he leaves and whispers please take care of yourself into the line of her jaw.
She still has the same nightmares.
She doesn't tell him that.
(Oh, how shocking.)
~~~
It gets worse before it gets better, but it gets better.
Nothing magical happens. Nothing of the muggle sort happens either. Just life. She gets up one morning and it feels a bit better than the morning before and one of these mornings, she writes a letter to the Ministry to apply for a job.
She gets the job.
(Oh, how shocking.)
~~~
She is the first witch to be elected the Minister of Magic.
(I must’ve done something right, she thinks to herself. She smiles.)
(Oh, how shocking.)
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Date: 2014-07-30 05:33 pm (UTC)I love post-war stuff and how you can see the effects that is has on Hermione and how things aren't magically better just because the war is over or Voldemort is dead. There still a lot of stuff to deal with. And oh, you did it so wonderfully. I loved the first section and how the "the war is over" sounds like it should be a simple, clean-cut kind of a deal, but it isn't. Not to Hermione who's still living in the Forest, who is still living in all that fear that she felt, in that place where she fears that she'll fail everyone and it all be her fault.
And I loved the nightmares and the different people coming in, and how it didn't really matter who it was to her, just that she repeated the same thing over and over and just wished they would go away. And because they don't, she takes herself out of the equation and moves out. And of course Harry comes over and visits. Of course he does. (The Hermione/Harry shipper in me is very happy with this section. Especially the lingering kisses where he tells her to take care of herself.)
And things get worse, but then they do get better. Not magically better. Not instantly better. But better, little pieces at a time until she can begin to move on. (And move on she did. First female Minsister of Magic, hell yeah!)
I completely loved this and everything you did with the prompt. (And did I mention, I loved the repeating of the line "oh, how shocking." because I did, I so did. I love that.) Basically I love everything. You should write all the Hermione fic.
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Date: 2014-07-30 05:40 pm (UTC)all your thoughts are awesome, basically and i can just nod along and agree because you're smart and witty like that, so what else is there.
I HAD TO SNEAK IN A LITTLE HARRY/HERMIONE, OKAY. they're my babies.
I was so worried that the repeating of that line would just be WAY too much, but I'm glad you enjoyed it ;)
THANKYOU, you should prompt all the hermione fic so i can write you all the hermione fic :D
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Date: 2014-07-30 07:03 pm (UTC)Your so sweet. You were the one who wrote it so perfectly. I should be nodding along with you. Which I am.
(though I do like being called witty. it makes me feel all spuishy.)IT MAKES ME HAPPY THAT YOU DID. YOU SHOULD ALWAYS SNEAK THEM IN.
I may be alone in this, but I LOVE repeating lines, or when lines come around full circle. So for me, this was perfect and so not too much. Basically don't change anything. :D
LOL, I will see what I can do.
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Date: 2014-07-31 07:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-07-31 09:49 am (UTC)