It was the perfect evening. Harry and Ron had disappeared to Hogsmeade for whatever adventures they could find leaving Hermione to herself. She'd settled in the library to get her teeth stuck into a huge tome on potions, something she'd been meaning to read for ages now but never had a spare moment to do so. There was something Snape had said during one of his lectures that had sparked her interest and now was the perfect time to look into it. She'd just turned to the right page when the niggling sound of voices drifted over, shattering her concentration. She look around and there were the culprits, having a cosy chinwag like this was the Hufflepuff common room! She slammed her book shut, snorted and dragged the heavy tome off with her. She'd try the great hall; it was bound to be empty this time of night. A quick glance around the door told her otherwise, several professors were in there discussing some dance or another and her presence wouldn't be welcome at all!
She turned and lugged the book up the stairs instead; it looked as though it was going to be her dormitory after all. She just hoped that her bunkmates had decided to go out for the evening. When she arrived, the room was blissfully dark. She settled onto her comfortable bed and opened the book in front of her. It wasn't ideal, but at least she should be able to get some peace.