Hermione was close to tears when she realized she had lost her parchment with notes on it. It wasn’t the notes she was upset about losing, no, it was the mindless doodle she had done with Harry’s name. If he saw what she had written, she would be mortified! Although she meant every word, she didn’t want Harry to find it. She knew he wouldn’t be mean or nasty about her feelings but was sure he didn’t return them. After all, she was always leaning into him, hugging him extra tightly, constantly touching him in some form or another and none of that included the many, many, oh so many times she had fallen asleep against him.