"I know, but I still think freeing House-elves is something deeply meaningful!"
Hermione was no fool who understood nothing. After Albert had reminded her so many times, both openly and indirectly, she naturally understood just how difficult the path she had chosen would be.
But Hermione also knew that she was not without hope. There had been similar examples in human history. Though that example had not truly succeeded, at least someone had tried and sought to bring about change. It did not matter if it could not be achieved overnight; what mattered was being able to see hope and a future.
No matter how difficult it was, they could not give up or compromise. They had to change what they could and keep fighting!
That was what Hermione had always told herself.
Besides, Hermione was no longer alone!
Yes, Albert Anderson, her lover, had always been quietly supporting her.
It was the choice Hermione had been most satisfied with to this day.
Because of that, the way Hermione looked at Albert became even more fervent, so fervent that she wished she could melt the man before her and devour him.
Casting aside the shyness she had once possessed as a girl, Hermione tried to respond to Albert's feelings in a more passionate way.
She knew very well that no man would dislike the feeling of being madly in love, and Albert would surely be no exception. Especially since Albert's relationship with the McDougal sisters was far too stable, meaning their feelings were bound to gradually settle into the calmness better suited to everyday life.
But sometimes, life truly needed something newer and more exciting.
Those had been Isobel's exact words!
Faced with those blazing eyes that nearly scorched him, along with the girl's passionate lips and lingering kisses,
Albert