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Hermione/Tonks, ‘Into the flood’

for @lucdarling

Into the Flood - Great Northern

It wasn’t often that Hermione had the nightmares anymore.  But when she did, Tonk made sure she was there.  To wrap her shivering form in a warm, loving embrace.  

To press her forehead to hers.  To whisper loving, calm things.  To remind her that she was loved.  She wasn’t what those monsters had tried to make her into.  

She wasn’t rubbish.  She wasn’t less than.  

She was Hermione Granger.  And Tonks loved her more than anything else.  


I am Sam Weir


This freaking show.