Chapter Fourteen: The Third Task
Hermione never thought she would see the day Harry Potter cries. He was never one to express sadness around her. He was strong, observant, and brave. For some reason, she always thought that Harry would never be a sad person. Angry, yes, at times…
But he was never sad.
She watched as he lay across the body of Cedric Diggory in agony and fear. That repetition of 'He's back… he's back…' rang throughout her ears as she remained still in the crowd by Ron.
She didn't know what to do.
Yet now she was able to understand Harry some more.