I Solemnly Swear that I Am Up to No Good: Hermione?

[alt_terry]

I hardly ever see you anymore. Are you even going to the secret classroom or trying to keep up your studies? And when I do see you, all you talk about is that stupid

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I should probably put this under a Private message. But I'm never going to use that stupid Private messaging system, even if I use it with this lock too, because master's name has to go on it, and even if he can't see it I'll be hexed before I ever address anything to him.

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[alt_terry]

He needs you? Right, like all masters need their mudblood servants! The same way that Master always insists that he needs me?

You were the one who always told me we're meant to be more than just servants. Can't you think of yourself for once, instead of him?

And--the Headmistress help me learn? What are you on about? I can sneak looks at the books in her library, sure, but since when is she ever going to give me lessons?!

[alt_terry]

I'm sorry, I'm making a right mess of this. I sound almost like I'm scolding you, and that's not what I meant to do at all. It's just that I miss--well, I miss learning with you.

That's all.

[alt_hermione]

I miss you, too, Terry.

Maybe you're right and it's like the Carrows. But he's just our age. It can't be exactly the same.

[alt_terry]

Yeah, well...don't forget that Master was once our age, too.