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The Prerogative of the Brave

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Summary: TTH100 Faith/Hermione Ficlets: "A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is the prerogative of the brave." -Gandhi (Warning: Contains femme slash.)

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Harry Potter > Faith-Centered > Pairing: Hermione GrangercastoffthedayFR154828,542511679,1376 Nov 0518 Jan 11No

A Chance Meeting

The Prerogative of the Brave
Ch. 1: A Chance Meeting
TtH100: Faith/Hermione
Prompt: #091 - Examine
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or Harry Potter.
Rating: PG-13, for Faith's potty mouth.

As soon as Hermione walked into the bookstore, she could feel the magical energy in the air. It was so thick, she felt as if she could almost reach out and touch it. Curious, she ventured further into the shop, sensing as the energy got stronger. She was shocked, however, when she came around the corner of a bookcase to find a girl about her age, talking on a cell phone.

Everything about the girl screamed Muggle to Hermione, from the leather pants to the smell of cigarette smoke to the foul language. But Hermione knew in her gut that the power she felt came from this girl.

“Look, G,” she heard the other brunette say, “I don’t know what else you want me to do. They ain’t got the book, and I can’t exactly pull it out my ass, now can I? Yeah, I asked. I don’t care if some bozo on the phone told you it was here. They were wrong.” She paused. “Look, bud, you can doubt all you want. You don’t believe me? Maybe you shouldn’t have sent the illiterate dropout to the bookstore. Common sense, yo.”

With a roll of her eyes at Giles’ lack of thought, Faith’s gaze landed on Hermione, who was watching ever so curiously. As their eyes locked, Faith cocked an eyebrow at Hermione, and gave her a crooked smirk as she examined the eavesdropper.

In the five years since graduating Hogwarts, Hermione had completed University and come into her own. Her hair had tamed itself, and while still curly, it was not quite the wild, unmanageable mess it had once been. This, as well as other small changes, coupled with the confidence earned from making her way in the real world, gave Hermione some familiarity in dealing with flirtatious attention. With a slight blush to her cheeks, she answered the smirk with a small smile of her own.

With a slight nod, Faith returned to her phone conversation and made her way to the door of the shop. “Yeah, well, sorry to disappoint,” she said, in a tone that conveyed she clearly wasn’t sorry. “Take care of it yourself next time if you’re gonna be so bitchy about it.”
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