Stupid

Call her stupid for running. It was three o’clock in the morning and she was running down the stone stairs of their apartment building, fleeing from his eyes but feeling like an idiot, because it was impossible to run from an enticing green gaze. It followed her, haunted her. Hermione not supposed to fall in love with her best friend, but she did. She could run hard and fast, but she did not think she would ever escape it.

Call her stupid for running. It was three o’clock in the morning and she was running down the stone stairs of their apartment building, fleeing from his eyes but feeling like an idiot, because it was impossible to run from an enticing green gaze. It followed her, haunted her. Hermione not supposed to fall in love with her best friend, but she did. She could run hard and fast, but she did not think she would ever escape it. [Completed!]