“ron,”shebeganatbreakfasttheday.“didyouknowmrs.bramblebootorderstakeawayfromthedelidownthene?”

“youtwoloveeahother,”shesaid,andthenthrewahandoverhermouthinhorror.shemanagedtokeephernewfoundromantizetbaylongenoughforthemtodishargeher.itdidn’tstopherfromnotiingthewayredmanemadehumblebudugh,orthelingeringlookoflongingonthetter’sfae.she’dsmiledandthankedthemfortheirhelp,wwhatonearthhadreallyhappenedtoherinthearoom.

hermionegrinned,“yes,butnotonehasoldmanrogersdeliveredours.”

ronsrunhedhisfae.“thattheoldestblokei’veseeninreentmemorydoesn’toftendotheirdeliveries?”

“isn’titobvious?”

ronbroughtoveraupofteaforherandshookhishead.“doesn’tsurpriseme.weorderfromthemalmosttwieaweek,they’rebloodybrilliant.”

“they’remeanttofallinlove,”hermioneonluded.

“so?”

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“haveyougonemad?”ronshovedabisuitinhismouth.hermionehandedhimanapkinwhilehehewed.“katherinebrambleboot’sawidow.herhusbanddiedofdragonpoxyearsandyearsago.”

yoflovers.

“yes,”hermionestaredathim.“somarryingonemeansyouanneverfallinloveagain?”itwasstrangethatshedidn’tseeashredoferos’potentialinron.butthenagain,shedidn’tseeanywhenshelookedatherselfinamirroreither.therewereafewothers,she’dnoted,whodidn’tregiste

itdidn’tendthere.afterbeingreleasedintoron’sare,shespentafewdaysheldupintheirottage.forthefirsttimeinherlife,hermioneouldn’tfindsoeoromfortwithinthepagesofabook.notevenhogwarts:ahistory.instead,hergazewasdrawntotheommotionsoutside,theneighborsgoingabouttheirdays.thoseiionswhihsomemightfindtrivial,orordinary,evenhermioneherselfbeforethepandorai,shesuddenlystudiedwithaninsatiablerapture.