Sept. 21

Hermione just doesn't get it. The poor kid, she tries so hard and then she does something foolish like trying to hand out O.W.L practise sheets. Neville took one because he needs it, I took one because I felt sorry for her but she saw right through me. "You're going to go throw this in the waste paper basket aren't you?" I just nodded. I can't lie to Hermione. So I gave the sheet back to her and shrugged. It would have been easier if she had gotten mad or even burst into tears but instead her shoulders just slumped forward and she went and sat in a chair in the far corner of the common room. I didn't go comfort her. She wanted someone else but whoever it was didn't come.

Harry