![]() The liquid burned its way down her throat, bringing a soothing warmth to her body and a lightness to her mind. Her fingers closed over the neck of the bottle and she lifted it to her lips. After the afternoon’s events, she had no room in her heart for music at this time.Only room for more booze. ![]() She closed her eyes, blocking it from her vision. Through half-lidded eyes, she watched the couple on the flat television screen bicker but their shouted words did little to penetrate her mind.Her gaze floated to the Steinway piano by the window, its empty seat yearning for her to sit at the instrument and run her fingers over the ivory keys to make it sing. ![]() The drone of the television in front of her filled the, otherwise silent, living room with some semblance of liveliness. Sprawled face down on the single two-seater couch in an oversized tee and baggy yoga pants, Hermione traced circles on the carpeted floor with the half-empty wine bottle in her hand. ![]()
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