Hermione hadn't been in their room for a month, not since she had packed all of his things for him. Tonight though, she had been so upset she found another silk shirt that she gifted him, but he had never worn, and put it on. She purposefully kept some of the things she bought for him, thinking if he wasn't going to make use of it, she would. When she found that it still smelt like the store she bought it from, she grew even more bitter and nearly kicked the hole she was working on repairing.