Hermione pacing around her flat flicks her wand at the quick quotes quill so it is poised over her journal and starts working.*

(What am I doing? Okay, Hermione, we can do this. We'll just run through everything that we know. Breathe. Alright, what do we know?)

-Harry Potter is (put a question mark because at this stage I don't even know anymore) alive?

-I saw Harry Potter's dead body in May. (And Merlin that was frightening.)

-After I alerted the Aurors, the body disappeared when I showed them the scene. (This is so freaky to think about, and I was able to get used to the idea of magic!)

-Harry showed up to work the next day at the Department of Mysteries. (Honestly, I probably shouldn't have ruined our friendship over that, but telling a righteous, jealous teenage version of myself anything was never going to work. I didn't have the maturity to deal with it then.)

-Okay, at that stage I gave in. I assumed that things were handled. (I must have been off my rocker when I thought that I saw Harry's dead body. That would traumatize anyone and he had been my best friend for years. Right?!)

-I may not have fully accepted it. (Okay, fine, yes, I began investigating him).

-Harry Potter is a DoM Temp.

-While I learned the basics of Temps when I began working with one anonymously, I used the time that before I learned the basics of Temps, this time I did a deep dive into their role and the dangers when I wasn't monitoring Harry. (It was NOT a safe profession.)

-My investigation ran for a month before I gave up and assumed that things were back to normal.

-July and Harry's birthday passed. (I bought him a gift. I didn't send it. It joined the others.)

-Harry and I never had closure on our friendship. (Or maybe we just had a fixed amount of closure in how it closed suddenly and all-encompassingly.)

-No matter how our friendship ended, a part of me will always care for him. (This is extremely inconvenient when I need to decide what to do next.)

-Yesterday, I saw something I shouldn't have. (Do not put that it makes me want to pull my hair out, because, Harry, seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you? And what the fuck is wrong with me that I don't blame him for it)

-Harry may be a Temp, but he's safe from the danger. (Merlin, Harry why did you do this? But I know that this is who you are as a person.)

-He has found a way to transfer the dangerous percentage of whether he lives or dies when he comes back in time by sending a physical version of himself to the past to die 100% of the time. (I should not be thankful that Harry found a way to force himself to die, but I'm so thankful that Harry found a way to ensure that he never dies.)

-(It all boils down to one thing. I have to do it.) I need to confront Harry about what he's doing. (I don't want to. I desperately want to.)

Hermione flicked her wand at the Quick Quotes Quill to stop it. She sat down on her couch and put her head in her hands.*