It reminded her of when Ron had kissed Lavender; god, she had been furious with Ron that night. Just remembering how she had felt then made her want to thump him, even now, years later. But Hermione was older now and at least marginally more sensible, so she'd told herself not to jump to conclusions and sat with Harry and Ron trying to make light conversation; made more difficult because they were all nervous about the mission. She had chatted with the boys and acted normally, but inside Hermione had still been jealous. She didn't like that feeling very much; it made her feel small and petty and helpless.