As he flipped the pages, he fell silent for a bit while his memory restored the story in his mind. Hermione waited patiently for him to be caught up with his childhood memories and the emotional repercussions they might have on him. It had been different with each story every night. Some nights he would brush it off, and trundle on with his reading. On other nights his pause would be prolonged, and Hermione was close to asking him if he wanted to talk about, just before he would pick up the beginning of the story.