A change of pace from my usual deep, meaningful stories. Harry has to make a speech at the celebration of Voldemort's downfall and he's come down with stage fright. So he goes to Fred and George for help. Need I say more?
Hermione just wants to know the reasons why. She may not get the answers she wants, but in the end, it doesn't matter because she has what she needs.
Sometimes, it requires a step back in order to move forward. Harry thinks about his life the past year and Hermione joins him as they try to rebuild their friendship and get back to normality.
After a humiliating incident in 7th year, Hermione ponders the nature of trust. Trust is a curious thing. It's like a window, fragile and easily shattered, but as long as the frame still stands it can be fixed and made stronger than ever.
I grabbed Hermione's hand and pressed it against my chest. I said, "Stop trying to scare me, Hermione. Only Dementors, Voldemort, and Grawp freak me out, so you can just give up on that. I put up with you when you're so obsessed with studying that you're snapping everyone's heads off. This is nothing. Get this through your head: I love you and that's not changing."