The Witch

Looking around the woods, Hermione concludes that yes, this path is identical to the path she started walking two days ago. Granted, it was supposed to be a long trek to her parent’s cottage, but the journey should not have taken longer than at most a day. And here she is, two days from when she started walking. The food has run out, her water bottle is empty, and she is completely and utterly lost. “Well you’ve really bloody done it now. ‘Death by hubris at age 19’ that’s what will be written on your gravestone if anyone even finds your body…”Her monologue is abruptly cut short when a sarcastic voice echoes deep from within the woods.“Well, well, well, what have we here? A lost little girl muttering to herself? You should try something original next time, that trope has already been exhausted”The voice is that of a woman, dark and smoky with a slight rasp.