            Around midnight, she found herself in the library, too distraught to search any longer. Perhaps she would try and visit Hogwarts after work on Tuesday, just to poke around. For now, though, her mind was too worked-up to sleep. Hermione pulled Hogwarts, A History from its spot on the shelf, curled up into her favorite armchair, and opened it to where she’d last left off. The chapter was on first year traditions, and soon Hermione found herself smiling at the mention of the Hogwarts Express. She’d been so lucky to have met Harry and Ron that day, even if they were wary of her for quite some time. Hermione hadn’t known real friendship until she fell into it with those two. She swallowed thickly at the memory of Ron and quickly flipped the page.