With all her friends on the Gryffindor team, Hermione joined the wild Quidditch parties. Swept up in the excitement, she kissed one guy… then another… until she lost count. The next day, she blamed the Butterbeer—though she hadn’t had a sip. -ero
Ember u/-__Ember__- the Soul Smith and personal blacksmith of the War Mother surprised me when I was saving civilians by pretending to be one. She used several dirty tricks and now she's turned me Magic Girl Qutie into a replica of my own weapon.