“Happy Belated Birthday, Hermione.”
She frowned and glanced at the calendar before her heart clenched with tenderness. It was September 20th today.
Hermione has been seeing Harry Black for several months now, but every time they seem to be moving forward, he pulls away. She’s at her wit’s end until he invites her on an evening date on Halloween and she realizes that patience is sometimes better than a plan.
Author’s Note: Heavily inspired by Demi Lovato’s Tell Me You Love Me and a comment on the video. I’d been listening to this song a lot while writing for the challenge, so it was about time I had a story for it. I think there’s a bit of “The Amber Gods” by Harriet Spofford feel to it as well, but […]
It was going to be a good day, even if he felt that he was going to throw up from anxiety or apparate away to avoid the shame of being left at the altar in front of a large portion of wizarding Britain.
She could be more of a Slytherin that he was most days, but he’d never considered his position as the Slytherin Prince was threatened.
They were getting married, so at least he’d save face.