He came into the library late in the afternoon one Saturday, a time when Granger was normally sprawled out at his favorite spot, in the middle of working herself into a lather over some assignment or other, and found the area empty. He considered the possibility she would show up, and what a confrontation with her might entail, and decided to chance it. He was here first after all. He gotten settled in and set to work, deeply engrossed in his transfiguration assignment when he heard what sounded like a muffled growl. He looked up to find Granger staring at him with a look of what he could only describe as desperation. He decided to take pity on her. Stumbling a bit, not having talked to her in longer than he could truly remember.