I place the book down and look through her clothes again. Nothing fancy, the jewelry in the St. Mungos bag is probably the most interesting thing she owns. I pick it up and examine the jewelry inside of it without opening it. These earrings were probably muggle, small gold hoops. I don’t remember her wearing jewelry. Granted how could anyone see these through her giant mane of hair? It would have been impossible. I can’t fault myself for not noticing these tiny things. There was a cross in the bag too. From some kind of muggle religion, I’d read about it once. This too, I’d never ever seen Granger wear. I noticed her enough to know, I mean how could you not? She never shut the fuck up in classes. Always asking questions or answering them. She was front and center in every fucking class I ever had with her. The way she would smile up at professors when answering their questions correctly. Fucking kiss arse. I put the bag back in the drawer.