Fragile beauty and whimsical sorrow

The blood drips into the cracked porcelain sink and she watches it apathetically as it mixes with the pure water, tainting it pink. Her bloodied hands and salty tears. Her deteriorating sanity. She watches it all ebb away apathetically "Oh, Hermione." a voice whispers brokenly. "What have you done..?" Dramione post-war. Dark, witty and going to be multi-chapter story. Final year.