So Harry had little idea of how to spot real love when it finally came to him. He needed it to be spelled out and obvious before he could even begin the process of accepting it. So had it been where Hermione was concerned, too. They hadn't ever been apart long enough for him to pine for her, to miss her in a way that might have woken him up to how he was starting really to feel about her. And the only time he might have felt jealousy over a love rival, Harry had the shadow of death hanging above him ... whether it be Krum during the Triwizard, or when Ron stormed off leaving him alone with Hermione in that god-awful tent.