He missed Ron and Hermione so much it hurt. More than once Harry had turned to his side at the dinner table, expecting to see Hermione’s bushy hair or Ron’s long nose. He caught himself turning to Hermione to ask a question while doing homework, and expecting to hear Ron’s loud laugh whenever something funny happened. Four weeks into the new school year and Harry still, on occasion, headed on autopilot toward Gryffindor Tower instead of the Slytherin Dungeons. He’d give his leg for a hug from Hermione and a "that’s rough, mate" from Ron.