“Hermione?”
She turned her head to look at him. “Hi, Harry.”
“Why aren’t you sleeping?”
“I could ask you the same thing,” he returned, deflecting the question automatically.
She gave him a look that told him she’d noticed his deflection but was going to let him get away with it-this time. But then, too, she knew better than anyone just why he
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