"That’s not it." Hermione began to gnaw on her bottom lip, then she sighed deeply. "We were children, Harry. Thrust into something none of us understood at that time, tasked with things those three times our seniors failed to do. And I don’t know if whatever happened between him and I was because it was real or because we needed something to distract us from everything that was going on. I would rather remember it as something real than know that it was nothing special after all."