I sit in our common room, watching her kneazle sleep by the fire, doing my homework in silence. Potions, done. History of Magic, done. Muggle Studies (now mandatory for all) done. I can’t shake the ache in my chest though, I wonder if Granger is talking to Weasley and if he’s just keeping that secret. Is he selfish like that? Like I would be? No. Stop. I wouldn’t do that. I don’t have a relationship with Granger. Just a weird babysitting job and I helped her sleep once. That’s all. Its nothing. Could happen to anyone after the war.