Her parents had closed their practice for two weeks, taking her on a holiday to the South of France. Hermione spent most of her time in the shade of a beach umbrella with her nose buried in a book, leading to her retuning to England just as pale as she had been when they had left. She read through the entire syllabus for fourth year, planned her study and revision schedules for her O.W.L.s and finally got around to framing the potions essay where Snape had reluctantly scrawled an Outstanding at the top left corner. It hung over her study desk in her childhood bedroom, the parchment looking slightly out of place amongst the simple but modern interior.