[ It comes out quietly - because how can she not? She has no idea how many people died, but she had seen the ruins of the building. Her Sigil, her choice to hide it, her magic that she had broken - and Harry's trust in her, too, shattered into pieces. There's an awful urge to curl up around herself, but she stops, bowing her head instead. It's been three, four years, almost, she thinks, and she can still hear the hiss of Harry's voice in her heart, the sound of someone who loved her, once, and trusted her... But had lost that faith.
Breathing in, she forces herself to calm down, as best she can. ]
I'm trying very hard to... To stop having these dreams. These nightmares, because it's not fair. It's my home, and I want to remember it for the good parts, but all that seems to happen is that I see all the awful things that took place there. I - I try not to think about it all because I don't tell anyone, because I don't...
[ I don't want them to think I'm evil. Hermione recognises that she isn't, she's not bad, she's tried very hard to be a good person, but it's never worked out like that. Not really, with the blood on her hands. ]
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[ It comes out quietly - because how can she not? She has no idea how many people died, but she had seen the ruins of the building. Her Sigil, her choice to hide it, her magic that she had broken - and Harry's trust in her, too, shattered into pieces. There's an awful urge to curl up around herself, but she stops, bowing her head instead. It's been three, four years, almost, she thinks, and she can still hear the hiss of Harry's voice in her heart, the sound of someone who loved her, once, and trusted her... But had lost that faith.
Breathing in, she forces herself to calm down, as best she can. ]
I'm trying very hard to... To stop having these dreams. These nightmares, because it's not fair. It's my home, and I want to remember it for the good parts, but all that seems to happen is that I see all the awful things that took place there. I - I try not to think about it all because I don't tell anyone, because I don't...
[ I don't want them to think I'm evil. Hermione recognises that she isn't, she's not bad, she's tried very hard to be a good person, but it's never worked out like that. Not really, with the blood on her hands. ]
I don't know what to do.