Drabble 10:
She wasn't sure how it happened. But every Saturday, midday, her and professor Snape would meet out on the lake and sit side by side reading, relaxing or marking homework.
It was something Hermione would look forwards to every week from the moment she woke up until the last fleeting moments before she was asleep.
Hermione was falling hard.
Very Hard.
But she didn't mind.
Not at all.