"She did," Hermione murmurs, clinging tighter to Harry. It's easier to get beyond the pain now but every now and again it rears its ugly head, reminding her acutely of the horrible things they went through. All of them.

"You have some of the greatest magical minds in this room," she says, adding in completely even tones. "And then there's you and Draco," she teases, trying not to smile. "We'll find something. We're brilliant,' she adds.

"Oh so he knew moving in that you had a crush on him and I'm very susceptible to veela charm?" Not that it's only that and she knows it. Not for either of them.

She thwapped Harry's arm. "He said that?" She hisses the words, wide eyed. "Really?"