[ hermione is supposed to be visiting the invincible to say thank you to someone, to drop off a repaired something or other; she has full intentions of simply coming and going, returning back to her own cabin as quickly as she can. but like all good intentions, they're worth nothing in the wake of an emergency.
and hearing her best friend's disembodied voice, screaming in pain, through the other side of a door? well, that's quite an emergency.
only she can't get through. it isn't just locked — she knows a damn spell for that, thank you! — but rather repelling, the hard wall of a boundary spell pushing back against her. ]
Open this door! [ you have one minute, hope, or she's blasting it open. ] Harry!
[ she doesn't want him to be in there. she doesn't think he could be, since she thinks she'd have heard if new arrivals had come through after her. but in the throes of a hallucination that feels damn real, it's hard to be sure — because she can hear him screaming, in as much pain as she's ever heard him suffer through, and she can't just leave him there alone. ]
[Hope has been hiding in her room for days, dark whispers swirling in her head in a way she hasn't had to experience in years. The third time's the charm, though, and she's certain that the darkness that used to live inside her finally found her even in death.
There's someone screaming at the door, though, and it tears her out of the grasp of her own mind, her eyes wide as they look at the door. She stands and goes to open it, knowing the boundary spell would stay in place.
Inside, the room is empty besides herself and her and Will's belongings.]
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and hearing her best friend's disembodied voice, screaming in pain, through the other side of a door? well, that's quite an emergency.
only she can't get through. it isn't just locked — she knows a damn spell for that, thank you! — but rather repelling, the hard wall of a boundary spell pushing back against her. ]
Open this door! [ you have one minute, hope, or she's blasting it open. ] Harry!
[ she doesn't want him to be in there. she doesn't think he could be, since she thinks she'd have heard if new arrivals had come through after her. but in the throes of a hallucination that feels damn real, it's hard to be sure — because she can hear him screaming, in as much pain as she's ever heard him suffer through, and she can't just leave him there alone. ]
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There's someone screaming at the door, though, and it tears her out of the grasp of her own mind, her eyes wide as they look at the door. She stands and goes to open it, knowing the boundary spell would stay in place.
Inside, the room is empty besides herself and her and Will's belongings.]
What do you want? There isn't a Harry here.