Hermione had been doing well to avoid them since Saturday night when she had walked into the common room only to be bombarded with the sight of Lavender's lips locked to his. Hermione darted from the room quickly, shocked at the pang of jealousy she felt looking at the girl's body as she sat perched on his lap. Although she had decided over summer there was nothing between them, her residual feelings from last year and his clear rejection stung like nothing she had ever felt. 