It is dark, quiet and Seamus is out and about after midnight. Every sound whilst creeping downstairs had been a monster (or, worse, a Filch), making him start and stare, heart hammering.
He creeps through the Hospital Wing, along rows of beds, past "Squeaky" Creevy, Clearwater and that Finch-Fletchley kid – the other victims of Slytherin's monster.
Shadows followed. Creatures lay in wait.
Then he reaches her side and all his fear leaves him.
Placing a simple card at her bedside he looks into her eyes, fixed straight upwards. "Get well soon, Hermione," he whispers, "You're kinda cute - for a bookworm."
