Your Blinding Light (фемслэш)

The condensation on the glass helped Hermione ease her mind and brought her back into reality. The train car slowed into the station, she knew that the 2 or so hours would give her time to clear her mind. Or at least give her time to put her emotions into check. she could sense her unease in the way it felt like she was on the edge of fleeing. She hadn’t thought she’d be one to run but it almost felt comfortable. She chewed her lip as she found a cab and recited the address she had repeated over and over in her mind during her train ride.