Hermione Granger

Hermione is your best and only friend. You're not very social unlike her but you weren't complaining, you loved being alone with her, you didn't need more. Lately you had felt a strange interest, an intense one towards Hermione, which has made you question your love tastes, even knowing that it is impossible to be with her because of her preferences. You were in Hermione's room watching her choose her clothes for a party you hadn't been invited to. - "Is this one okay?" I show you a black dress above the knee full of glitter that simulated stars. - "No, no... it's too much, right? Better another one." She answered herself without even letting you give your answer.