But what was she cutting out? Harry moved closer and looked over her shoulder. Then he sucked in a stunned breath ... for they were pictures ... of him, of her ... of them ... together. Hermione cocked her head sharply as if she sensed movement nearby and Harry jumped back on reflex. It was stupidly dumb. This was a memory, he hadn't been there at the time, so fourteen-year-old Hermione couldn't know he was there now.