He never asked how he actually got it, but Harry didn't care. He had the picture and that was all that mattered. And Hermione looked so shockingly beautiful in it that all Harry had to do was glance at the picture for his mood to improve. Every time he did, he tried to unravel the mystery of why he hadn't been so mesmerised by her that day, when he was actually there with her in the flesh. Why it had taken him so long, and a near-death experience, to fully appreciate just how beautiful a girl Hermione Granger truly was?