Hermione noticed the nod. Her heart soared for her best friend and a little for herself for making that happen. She hadn't really expected Harry to give it to him, but was delighted that he had. She turned and looked at Harry. He had a little bit of a goofy grin on his face. Hermione wasn't sure which grin that was.

"What did he say?" She asked him.

"He didn't say anything. I didn't expect him to either." Harry shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. It's weird. I think he finally saw me for the first time. He has never done that before with me Hermione."

"I told you she was right." Hermione reached in her bag and pulled out the parchment, she had added to the original. "I want to show you something else. Now maybe you'll leave me alone. I finally got the design I want to put on the manuscript if I ever get it back."

She pushed it across the table as Harry picked it up and rolled the parchment. Hermione chanced another glance to look up at the head table again. She noticed Professor Snape was eating slower than he normally did this morning. Hermione also noticed he kept looking at the two of them. She figured it had to do with what Harry had just given him.

"This is perfect. Behind the Thorns."

Hermione turned back to Harry, who was grinning at the parchment.

"You really think so?" She asked. She felt so depressed still and needed the boost of confidence.

Harry looked up at her and rolled his eyes at her. "My design on my manuscript looks like a two year old drew it compared to this one. Of course it's perfect. It's from you."

Harry handed it back to her, and she gave him a soft smile. She felt a little better.

"You always saw him, Hermione. Nobody else did. You've always been able to see through things. Figure things out before anyone else. Nobody else got passed the thorns." Harry said softly.

Hermione gave an uncontrolled laugh. "Thanks Harry."

She looked back at the head table. Hermione saw a very pensive look on Severus's face as he held his coffee mug. She could see he kept twirling it around, not drinking it or setting it down. That look was a rare one, she wondered if that drawing that Harry's mother had done caused that. Lily was after all the one who had seen him first. She didn't understand fully what had happened there between them, that was something Harry hadn't discussed either. Severus had shown Harry a few memories and Hermione and Ron hadn't pushed for it. Harry had told them it was private. Whatever had happened. Hermione had a feeling it had to do with those thorns he had around him.

"I'm going to go fly for a few hours. Want to come with me?" Harry asked.

"No, not really. We have exams coming. You know the two weeks of study, study, study. That is why no classes, so we can prepare." Hermione warned him.

Harry groaned and rolled up the scrolls. He put them in his robe stood up and squared his shoulders and set a scowl on his face and glared at her. Hermione's eyes widen. She hated when he did this, and secretly loved it at the same time. Harry was very good at pulling off Professor Snape's faces and attitude when he wanted something.

"Miss Granger," Harry hissed in a low deadly growl. "Grab your bag and follow me."

Hermione put the scroll back in her bag. "Where are we going?" She asked him.

Harry put his hands on the table and leaned in menacingly, "Did I give you permission to question me?"

"No." Hermione told him softly as students were now starting to come into the great hall for breakfast.

She watched as Harry looked towards the door and looked back at her. "Then do as your told and follow me." He said scathingly.

Once she had her bag ready she stood up and Harry started for the door. "Damn," she hissed. "now he'll make me watch him fly for the sheer torture of it."

She followed him. Once to the doorway she looked back quickly at the head table. Professor Snape had stood and he was scowling at the two of them. She gulped that was his you are in so much trouble scowl. She turned back and walked out the doorway her heart fluttering in her chest. Harry was good in a pinch at getting her to move to do something, but he wasn't Snape.