Focusing on that feeling, the intense need to be with him, near him, in his orbit, Hermione let her feet lead her. Up several flights of stairs, down corridors, she felt like she had tunnel vision. She was set on a path unsure of her destination, only what she would find when she got there. As she reached the bottom of the steps to the astronomy tower, Hermione was panting from the near jog she took to get there. She let out an unsurprised huff of a laugh, musing about the last time they’d been in the tower together. 