"Yes. I love you both, and I just want everyone to be, well, if not happy, then at least civil and mature. Is it too much for me to ask that I’m not torn between my friends and my boyfriend?" A shiver of tears in her voice and Hermione bit her tongue, the pain sharpening and clearing her mind. Her words seemed to have made a difference though – Harry’s anger was completely gone, leaving uncertainty and discomfort in its wake. He seemed like he might actually be somewhat reasonable now, and Hermione held her breath – hoping.