While a part of Hermione still regarded him skeptically whenever he referred to himself being Alexander the Great, she now found herself wondering over whether she or Harry or Ron would ever have a similar experience when it came to who they were as people versus how they were portrayed in history books. "I'll be in history books," she realized dimly, more to herself. "I wonder how much they might get wrong."
It wouldn't matter, ultimately. So long as they got the basic facts regarding the war right, she couldn't ask for anything else.
She could argue that she didn't let her heart speak so much as her logical, unbiased brain, but she knew that wasn't true. Hermione had her biases just as the next person had his, and denying it would be foolish. "So I take it if I were struck with laryngitis and unable to speak, you'd love me less?" It was meant as a joke, given the way she smiled at him, especially since it would likely take nothing short of unconsciousness or the presence of an extremely engrossing book to keep her from talking to Iskandar.
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It wouldn't matter, ultimately. So long as they got the basic facts regarding the war right, she couldn't ask for anything else.
She could argue that she didn't let her heart speak so much as her logical, unbiased brain, but she knew that wasn't true. Hermione had her biases just as the next person had his, and denying it would be foolish. "So I take it if I were struck with laryngitis and unable to speak, you'd love me less?" It was meant as a joke, given the way she smiled at him, especially since it would likely take nothing short of unconsciousness or the presence of an extremely engrossing book to keep her from talking to Iskandar.