Chapter 11: Day Tripper
Hermione was finally keeping up pace with her living situation. It wasn't very cushy like the Burrow, but not nearly as hard as living in a tent with her two best mates slowly going cabin-fever crazy from passing around a piece of evil-incarnate's soul.
It almost felt like she was back at Hogwarts. She woke and dressed in robes before figuring out magical mysteries and assisting others less knowledgeable about them. At night she curled up in front of the fireplace with a book, scribbling notes.
Only the twins were the most different; now they pestered her constantly, without fear.
Posted: 9.26.2011
Word Count: 100