 Hermione left the common room and made her way outside. It was late afternoon but the June sun felt warm on her skin. She walked down the grounds, past Hagrid’s hut, all the way to the lake. She carefully folded her robes under her and sat down on the ground. There was no wind and the surface of the lake was like glass, mirroring the hills behind it. It was a serene scene, only interrupted by the giant squid poking a tentacle above the surface of the water every now and then.