Hermione Granger (
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faderift2017-03-28 04:37 pm
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[Open] The same old fears
WHO: Hermione and OPEN
WHAT: Hermione comes back from the dark future and sees that she's short one best friend and has gained a whole lot of headaches.
WHEN: Backdated throughout Drakonis
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Sad things. If we didn't get to play out something in the dark AU but you want it to have still happened, let me know and I can handwave it.
WHAT: Hermione comes back from the dark future and sees that she's short one best friend and has gained a whole lot of headaches.
WHEN: Backdated throughout Drakonis
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Sad things. If we didn't get to play out something in the dark AU but you want it to have still happened, let me know and I can handwave it.
To the Library
The library is, first and foremost, a place of refuge for Hermione. After returning to Skyhold and seeing her injuries seen to, she spends the majority of her first few days back in a place that could give her some semblance of normalcy. Of course, "normal" is a matter of perspective, given that things won't be normal until she's in her proper home, whether that means her parents' house or Hogwarts.
Still, she pores over various books to see what she can find on time travel, hoping that she and the others have indeed done the right thing by opting to return to the present and doing what they can to fix matters before they become unfixable. She'll have to be excused if she's, understandably, a bit distracted if she's interrupted.
Throughout Skyhold (or Hermione Granger and the Search for the Boy Who Lived)
More so than worrying over the morality of fiddling with time, Hermione comes to worry over how long it's been since she'd last seen Harry. She assumes at first that he's out on a mission, but when she finally brings herself to use her sending crystal to try and contact him, she receives no answer. But she'd only ever used it once before, and never for a private message; perhaps she'd done it wrong?
So she begins focusing more and more of her time walking about Skyhold, asking around to see if anyone has seen him. At first she doesn't seem concerned, but as the days wear on and she doesn't hear about him having gone off on any sort of mission, she begins to worry. People go missing all the time, but they weren't Harry. Where could he be?
Throughout Skyhold, Post-Kirkwall Announcement
Though her name isn't marked off as one of those who are being ordered to go off to Kirkwall right away, the fact that she's being forced to go at all doesn't sit well with her. She doesn't have a high impression of the place, but then, she'd only ever been there during a grim future that will hopefully never come to pass. Maybe the Seeker's disdain for it had been nothing but theatrics or a personal opinion.
Regardless, Harry's name isn't listed among those being forced to move, and that only makes her that much more determined not to go. After all, what if he returns from wherever he is and can't find her? So though her behavior doesn't change and she continues to search for Harry, there's also a side of steely determination and indignation in her eyes as she goes about her business, particularly whenever someone mentions the impending move.
Wild card!
Choose your own adventure (so long as it's somewhere in Skyhold)!

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She's surprised when he cups her cheek, not really knowing what to make of it. While they'd never exactly had an express conversation about it, Hermione had always been under the impression that the Doctor didn't really do physical contact, at least not to the extent that, say, Jamie does. But then, it's already been established that he doesn't exactly look at her the way Jamie does, so that explains that much.
While she doesn't really want to be reminded that she'll be shipped off to Kirkwall herself before too long, she still manages a small smile, reaching up to gingerly place her hand over his. "'Soon' is a matter of perspective, really," she comments, surprised to find that she has to force herself not to cry. "But I will. Take care of myself, I mean. I'm more concerned for you, though. And I will be until we see each other again. Sorry; that's just my way."
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He allows for her hand to cover his, until she's done speaking, then he lowers his hand from her face and slides it out of her hand. The moment broken and gone forever.
"Then I won't tell you there's no reason to worry."
He offers a small smile. He hates goodbyes. So, he waves awkwardly and turns to leave.