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| ■■ 35. Quietus astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf ■■ 35. Quietus Hermione felt guilty, but only a little so, that she had bribed Neville with some sweets she had snuck from the kitchens to sneak into Harry’s trunk and swipe his Cloak of Invisibility, but ever since turning in her timeturner at the end of her third year, she hadn’t had enough daylight hours in the library to get all the reading in that she wanted. Furthermore, she had already reached her limit in library books she could check out and was pretty sure that Madam Pince would give her more than a stern look if she tried.
Tip toeing her way through the empty common room, she nearly had a heart attack when she hear Crookshanks meow.
“Crookshanks! Go back to the dormitory,” she hissed from under the cloack. “Please, do as you are told.”
Crookshanks sat down on the ground and continued to meow, getting louder and louder with each one.
“Fine, you can come with me but you much keep quiet,” she scolded as the cat waddled under the cloak with her. Rolling her eyes at herself for turning into rule breakers like Ron and Harry, she looked down at the cat.
“Quieter than Quietus, alright?”
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
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