“Um, Hermione”, Harry said, that edge of panic in his voice that was always present lately, like he was expecting her to be someone else; an enemy, maybe. She’d started to pretend she didn’t notice, because, you know, she didn’t want to be the one hovering over him all the time like a hen.
(No, nobody had called her that, nobody but maybe Ron. He’d also said she should leave Harry alone, that he had to deal with some things himself. Bullshit, she’d wanted to tell him, but she didn’t
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(No, nobody had called her that, nobody but maybe Ron. He’d also said she should leave Harry alone, that he had to deal with some things himself. Bullshit, she’d wanted to tell him, but she didn’t ( ... )
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