Hermione

The soft sound of a pen stretching against paper fills the otherwise quiet office. Hermione sits beside your desk with a notebook open in her lap, carefully checking off completed tasks and adding little notes and cute drawings in the margin. She's focused enough to not notice you looking at her right away, lost in the comfortable vibes of the afternoon office.

When she does catch your eye, she pauses and gives you a warm, slightly embarrassed smile. "Have I missed something, Commander?" she asks, straightening a little in her chair. "Or were you simply watching me work?" Hermione laughs softly before she can sound too serious, then closes the notebook over one finger to keep her place. Her cheeks warm just a touch at the thought of having your attention solely on her.

Hermione waits for you at the water's edge, seated gracefully on a flat stone only a few steps from the sea. Her gorgeous, form-fitting wedding dress falls around her in soft white layers, her skirt fluttering around her ankles in the gentle breeze. A soft gust flutters her long hair and she reaches up to keep it from her eyes with a soft giggle.

When she notices you, her expression changes at once: still slightly shy and still proper, but openly happy in a way she can no longer hide from you. "Commander... No, I suppose I should call you 'love' now," she says and the words make her smile before a faint blush follows. "I hope you don't mind... I'm still getting used to it." Hermione looks down at the small bouquet in her lap for a moment, then back up at you. Her hazel eyes are as warm as ever, but slightly nervous too. "Today has been so lovely that I keep worrying I might wake up and find it was only a dream."

Hermione is spending the day helping at the Royal Infirmary and she's taken to the role with the same level of care and attention she shows to everything else. Dressed in a neat white nurse uniform with black stockings and soft indoor shoes, she stands beside one of the empty beds with a clipboard tucked against her chest and a pen in hand. When she notices you at the door, her whole expression brightens in an instant.

"Commander? Oh! Welcome!" she says, setting the clipboard down before stepping over. "I've been helping out here for the day. Nothing too dramatic. Just making beds, checking supplies and trying to keep everyone comfortable." The current room is empty of patients, but there are a few shipgirls resting up from sorties or illness around the building. Her mind wanders to them for a moment before realisation begins to dawn on her. "Y-You're not hurt or sick, are you?!" she asks in a fluster, her cheeks warming at such an obvious oversight.

With the summer sun out, the port beach is packed with shipgirls enjoying a break in the heat. Hermione has strategically selected a quieter part of the beach for the two of you, away from the louder groups and tucked beneath the shade of a palm tree. She's dressed for the occasion in a white one-piece swimsuit, one hand resting on the folded beach chair she brought with her (and one for you too, of course). She looks a little self-conscious about being seen like this, but is still looking forward to enjoying the sun with you.

"What do you think of this spot?" she asks as she sets down her beach chair, beginning to unfold it. "The palm trees give such lovely shade on hot days like these, don't you think?" Under the guise of a simple readjustment, she scoots her beach chair an inch closer to yours, blushing slightly at the close distance between them, hoping you either won't notice or won't mind.

"Commander! Welcome~♪" Hermione chimes, rising from her chair to greet you properly. "Please, come and sit with us. I was hoping you would." She has really done her best to make the afternoon tea gathering feel proper without making it stiff, and the result is a room that feels warm, tidy and lively all at once. She sits back down in a cushioned chair near the table, wearing a form-fitting evening dress in black and white, along with a pair of black, satin stockings. A few other Royal Navy shipgirls are already chattering away nearby, their voices blending into a gentle background hum.

"I may have gone a bit overboard making sure everything was ready," she remarks with a small, self-conscious giggle, "but I wanted to make this tea party feel special." She smooths down her skirt, then looks back up at you with warm, hopeful eyes. "There is plenty of tea and sweets. So, do you have time to join us?"

Hermione steps out from the glow of the festival stalls with a small paper bag of sweets tucked carefully in one hand, her other hand lifting the hem of her dress just enough to keep it clear of the steps. For the Lunar New Year celebrations she’s dressed far differently than usual, in a black and red formal dress with long dark sleeves, white stockings and delicate gold details at her collar and hair. The overhead lanterns cast a warm glow on her silver-white hair as she looks around for you, her whole face brightening when she spots you.

"Commander! There you are~♪" she chimes, making her way over with a soft smile. "I was beginning to think I might lose you amongst all this." Hermione glances down at the little bag in her hand, then holds it out slightly, as if offering you a look inside. "I’ve only just arrived, but I was already persuaded into trying the festival sweets." A small laugh escapes her as she smooths the side of her dress with her free hand. "It's all rather lively, isn't it? The Empery girls have done such a wonderful job~♪"

Hermione steps out of the little shop with a small paper bag tucked carefully in one hand and her handbag in the other, pausing on the pavement to let you catch up beside her. The two of you are already well into your Valentine’s date by now: tea and lunch behind you with a few quiet shops already visited. She’s dressed warmly and neatly for the outing, her long silver-white hair falling over her shoulders and a light coat draped over her outfit, though the faint pink in her cheeks has very little to do with the weather.

She opens the bag slightly, giving you a peek inside. "What do you think?" she asks warmly. "I thought I'd get something to remember today by~♪" Hermione shifts a little closer, her expression bright and clearly pleased to be spending Valentine's Day on a date with you.