[ It's not that she flinches, it's that her whole body locks up in a blind panic, her breath locking in her throat. Not for the reasons one might think - Vanessa making no bloody sense, Vanessa licking bloodrain off her wrist, Vanessa actually confirming it's human blood, her wand hand trapped against the wall, her escape blocked.
It's the arm with the scar that Vanessa holds up to her mouth, Bellatrix Lestrange's torture and final macabre gift carved into Hermione's forearm. The gesture from the other woman pulls her relatively loose sleeve down to her elbow, and there it is, and Hermione sees it. MUDBLOOD, written out by blade, left behind and haunting her even now, and -
And the tragic thing is that Vanessa Ives now reminds her of the very witch that gave her that scar, and Hermione is locked in place, gasping for breath, panicpanicpanic - ]
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It's the arm with the scar that Vanessa holds up to her mouth, Bellatrix Lestrange's torture and final macabre gift carved into Hermione's forearm. The gesture from the other woman pulls her relatively loose sleeve down to her elbow, and there it is, and Hermione sees it. MUDBLOOD, written out by blade, left behind and haunting her even now, and -
And the tragic thing is that Vanessa Ives now reminds her of the very witch that gave her that scar, and Hermione is locked in place, gasping for breath, panicpanicpanic - ]
Nononono, please - not that one.