[ Hermione can tell he's trying his best to be light-hearted about his story but - she knows his scar, she can tell that it isn't something he's particularly happy discussing and it makes her hand drop to her arm, to squeeze at the skin there buried under jumpers and coats. She breathes out sharply before she nods, lifting her head - and it's not just the scar on her arm. It's the marks on her neck, too, that are present no matter what she does to hide them. One long, thing line across the lower part and more, bite marks, as if someone had wanted to rip her flesh off with their teeth.
It wouldn't have shocked her if Bellatrix had done it, honestly. ] I've transformed into a few people. Harry, once, to help protect him, and a woman that worked at the Ministry so we could try and get something to stop the Dark Lord winning. And - and the woman that hurt me, once, so we could break into her bank account. [ The woman that hurt her; she knows Luke knows about that. 'Sabrina's a dick'. She remembers it well. And she remembers him mentioning Landon, his own personal Bellatrix that gave him his scars. ] But you're right. I don't have cat ears, or whiskers, or - messy hair and green eyes. I survived all that and came out alright in the end.
[ Her voice is lower and quieter now and she breathes out sharply before she looks up, lips twitching up into a soft smile. It's all she can manage but, for Luke? She can do it. Her hand touches her neck, the thin white mark there, before she pushes her hair out of her face. ] People like to think that once a scar is healed all the pain is gone. That because it's there it means the wound is better, right? That it doesn't hurt anymore. It's not always that easy. [ She hadn't had much time to get over the emotional scarring left by Bellatrix; it's why she still has nightmares, even now, while darkness makes her see eyes watching her despite knowing the woman is dead. ] But we're here. I might have to wear this scar forever but I am mudblood and proud. I always will be and no mark to try and shame me will change that.
[ uh. How did they get here, exactly - she breathes out. ]
I don't know what happened, Luke, or how you got your scar. [ Other than Ladon. ] But whatever happened it made you the person you are right now. And I rather like the person you are now. [ She isn't even blushing; she's just serious, face set. He might not appreciate it, but - she has to let him know, doesn't she? She's always been rather verbose with Harry about how much she cared about him - and with Korra, with Mako, with John. ] I'm not glad you got the scar or - or that any of that happened, but I am glad I got to meet you and see you, Luke.
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It wouldn't have shocked her if Bellatrix had done it, honestly. ] I've transformed into a few people. Harry, once, to help protect him, and a woman that worked at the Ministry so we could try and get something to stop the Dark Lord winning. And - and the woman that hurt me, once, so we could break into her bank account. [ The woman that hurt her; she knows Luke knows about that. 'Sabrina's a dick'. She remembers it well. And she remembers him mentioning Landon, his own personal Bellatrix that gave him his scars. ] But you're right. I don't have cat ears, or whiskers, or - messy hair and green eyes. I survived all that and came out alright in the end.
[ Her voice is lower and quieter now and she breathes out sharply before she looks up, lips twitching up into a soft smile. It's all she can manage but, for Luke? She can do it. Her hand touches her neck, the thin white mark there, before she pushes her hair out of her face. ] People like to think that once a scar is healed all the pain is gone. That because it's there it means the wound is better, right? That it doesn't hurt anymore. It's not always that easy. [ She hadn't had much time to get over the emotional scarring left by Bellatrix; it's why she still has nightmares, even now, while darkness makes her see eyes watching her despite knowing the woman is dead. ] But we're here. I might have to wear this scar forever but I am mudblood and proud. I always will be and no mark to try and shame me will change that.
[ uh. How did they get here, exactly - she breathes out. ]
I don't know what happened, Luke, or how you got your scar. [ Other than Ladon. ] But whatever happened it made you the person you are right now. And I rather like the person you are now. [ She isn't even blushing; she's just serious, face set. He might not appreciate it, but - she has to let him know, doesn't she? She's always been rather verbose with Harry about how much she cared about him - and with Korra, with Mako, with John. ] I'm not glad you got the scar or - or that any of that happened, but I am glad I got to meet you and see you, Luke.