DEVOTED , h. granger

⁰²⁸ lipstick-stained love letters

maeve stopped writing for a moment, another memory flooding to her mind.

"maeve." an eleven-year old levi alerted. no answer. "maeve." still no answer. "maeve!" the boy resorted to whacking his sister now.

"ow!" the blonde exclaimed, rubbing the back of her head. "what the hell is wrong with you?"

"you're staring." he stated boredly. "you're staring at hermione."

"huh?"

"you've been staring at her for the last five minutes! go and talk to her, idiot."

"no!" maeve shook her head. "no, no, no."

"why not?"

"i don't think she'd want to be friends with me, levi. she's so—"

"hi!" levi was up from his chair now, and he had approached harry, ron and hermione.

"levi!" maeve hissed irritably. "levi, what are you doing!"

"hi, i'm levi foster." the blonde boy introduced with a small, lopsided grin. "and this is my twin sister, maeve. we got sorted into gryffindor, aswell."

"ron weasley." ron nodded with a smile through his mouthfuls. "and this is harry. although, you probably already know that.."

"—and i'm hermione granger." she interrupted him confidently, holding her hand out for maeve to shake. "what did you say your name was?"

"um, maeve." the freckled-girl blushed, taking hermione's hand. "maeve foster."

"pleasure."

𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒊 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

𝒊 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒊 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓. 𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅. 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒊 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕, 𝒊 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇𝒇. 𝒊 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆, 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒉𝒐𝒘, 𝒊 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅. 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘— 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅. 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝒊 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕... 𝒊 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒕.

𝒊 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓. 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒊 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕. 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆. 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔. 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇𝒇. 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉, 𝒔𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕, 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒆.