"I don’t know. You shouldn’t be by yourself. I could join you." Harry edged to her exasperation. Hermione understood that he still had trouble acknowledging and processing Sirius’ death and that he was still concerned about the aftereffects of Dolohov’s curse, but his mother-henning needed to end, lest she lost her mind. All Hermione wanted was a few minutes for herself and without having Ron or Harry breathe down her neck while she was searching for interesting books. It simply wasn’t something she had the patience for.