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It was Hogsmead weekend and Hermione was still not feeling herself. She still held the letter that Severus wrote to her close to her heart. Her life would never be the same.

As she found her favorite pink jacket, she smiled softly at the fond memories of wearing that jacket. She wore the same jacket when she first met Severus. She sighed as she reached for her pocket and gasped. Hermione felt something crunch in her hand and started to tear up again.

She knew she was being dramatic again, she knew that Severus is in fact her potions master. But it wasn't all the same. And he knew that too.

There were instances when he'd just stare at her during a lesson he was giving. As if he was staring into space, but she knew, she knew that he still misses her.

When she opened the letter, she only saw a few words written down as if they were handled with care.

Please come back. I need you.

She couldn't take it anymore, reading the letters makes her remember the past when she was trying to move on to the future. She placed the letter back in her pocket and headed towards Hogsmead.