Hermione had concluded sometime in the last few years that Harry’s home life wasn’t good. She wanted to talk to him about it, but trying to figure out how to do that without scaring him off was proving rather difficult. It wasn’t like she was a mind healer or a muggle psychiatrist. She didn’t have the training or experience to deal with anything like what she had a feeling Harry was experiencing. Books could only help so much, and there was very little in Hogwarts’ library about this.