            She wanted to laugh—almost did, before her wits got the better of her. Hermione had been focused on the Veil for months. Yes, Sirius was a recent development, but the cold, stone chamber had kept her attention for a long time. And Ron hadn’t noticed. Neither had Harry, but Ron was her boyfriend. And he’d never even asked where she always spent her lunch breaks instead of joining him and Harry, why she was always so stuck in her head when they were at home. There was nothing sudden about it.