Hermione got up and out of bed a few weeks later. She had gotten into a set schedule and she liked it that way. She grabbed her bathroom stuff and walked to the bathroom. She walked in and saw Jude in there brushing her teeth. Now, this wasn't the first time this had happened. They soon found out they lived on the same floor.

"Morning."

"Morning Jude," Hermione said back. Their conversation was usually like this, just small talk.

"Hey Hermione," Hermione looked up. "Would you mind studying with me tonight for that test we have in history on Friday. I don't understand some of it and I thought maybe you could help me." She asked without really looking at Hermione. Like she was nervous or something.

"Sure," Hermione replied. Did I just agree to study with her??? She cursed at herself. Why did she do that? But then as soon as she cursed herself, she soon realized that all she wanted was her help. What harm could it do? A lot if you aren't careful Hermione!

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That night around 8, Hermione met Jude in the study lounge. She walked in and noticed she had her books spread out, parts highlighted in them, and she had pages of notes everywhere. Jude didn't notice Hermione until she sat down.

"Oh, hey! Thanks for coming. I already highlighted and wrote down what I think the professor will see as important points." As she kept explaining what she was doing and had done, Hermione couldn't help but smile. She seemed like her clone, but a little more outgoing.

They studied, talked about the important parts, and discussed what might be on the test for hours. Before they realized it, it was midnight.

"Well, I'm beat. I'm going to go to bed." Hermione said with a yawn.

"Yea, I'm really tired too," Jude sighed. "Thanks for helping me out. It was really nice to be able to toss ideas with someone. My boyfriend never wanted to do that with me. He would only study when I made him and wouldn't do a paper until last minute. He drove me crazy with it." Hermione couldn't help but smile. It reminded her of her boys.

"Yes, my friends did the same. Minds always somewhere else" she smiled. She had truly smiled like that in what seemed like forever.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow. Good night." Jude called out to Hermione as she left the room. Hermione just sat there for a few minutes. She was reflecting on everything that was happening. She looked out the window and wondered, what was happening.

Harry walked into his room. Training was more intense than he thought. He knew it was going to be mad, but not right off the bat. He threw his bag on his bed and then turned to make his way to the kitchen.

Being all boys, they didn't have a whole lot to eat, so eventually they would run out of food. Opening up the refrigerator to get a drink, Ron came moping in.

"Hey Ron"

"Harry, how the bloody hell do you do it? Still being able to move?"

"Um. Ron why don't you go take a nap?" Harry avoiding Ron's question. He did notice how the others would come back completely exhausted and he, well, wasn't. Maybe because I had to train to fight the darkest wizard of our time he thought. Then again Ron tends to forget that little piece of information. He chuckled to himself as Ron dragged himself back to their room.

Harry poured himself a glass of orange juice and pulled himself into the small living room. Sitting down on the couch he pulled out a photo album. He looked through pictures of his parents and his years at Hogwarts. He did this often, almost everyday. And every time he would pause at his favorite picture of Hermione. He and Ron haven't heard from her in what seemed like forever. Ginny haven't even heard from her either. It's like she disconnected herself from their world completely. Ron told Harry she would come back, she always comes back but Harry wasn't so sure. Harry wish she would come back and hoped that Ron was right.