Hermione sighed. The research project had also hit a bit of a snag, and she’d been too preoccupied by the search for a functional therapist to pay it the attention it needed. "No," she said. "I just..." She stuck her neck out the doorway: nobody was hovering. It was just her and Harry and Ginny, and she did truly love them. "Well, I suppose I’ll just say it," she said. "I’ve been trying to find a therapist."