"Tell me about yourself." He phrased it like a question, as if it was optional although Hermione knew very well that it wasn't. Her brows furrowed, confounded by his sudden want to get to know her. They'd been a part of each other's lives for over a year now and in all that time he had not once asked her anything even remotely personal. At her perplexed expression, he supplemented, "Your dreams, desires, fears, favorite authors..."