Hermione looked at Celesca and considered her words. She wanted to dismiss them as nonsense ... the ramblings of a little girl who didn't know what she was talking about. Hermione loved Harry so powerfully that it robbed her of her senses half the time. How could there be any possible way that she could love him even more deeply? But even as she said it, she felt a twinge in her heart. There was something there ... and the realisation of it hit her like a bludgeon to the face.