… that which he had thought was absent. Love. He didn’t think of the books, or his parents or Professor McGonagall. He thought of Hermione, and how she had always believed in him. He thought of how she’d helped him in so many ways, not just with homework, not just with fighting the Dark Arts. How she’d tried to help him every day since they’d first met on the Hogwarts Express.
… that which he had thought was absent. Love. He didn’t think of the books, or his parents or Professor McGonagall. He thought of Hermione, and how she had always believed in him. He thought of how she’d helped him in so many ways, not just with homework, not just with fighting the Dark Arts. How she’d tried to help him every day since they’d first met on the Hogwarts Express.