Hermione sighed. It was time for a confession, and now was as good a time as any. She was glad it was only Ginny, because she didn’t feel like exposing her perspective to the entire group, much less Harry - she doubted he would understand. He’d yearn for friends and family all his life, but he did not understand the burden of being the odd one out.  Even at school, people had revered the ground he had walked on whereas she was the weight they had to carry around. It was just not the same. 