Hermione had taken to going to the library every day, always finding comfort in something she had done since she was a child. Besides, the library was busier and therefore seemed nicer than the emptiness of the Weir. After all, she rarely saw any of the other occupants, and for all she knew they had disappeared. She really had to check, but she had been putting it off. She didn't want to finally admit that she was alone. Deep down, she knew she was. After all, how could she live in the house with them and not see them all the time.
Leaving the Weir, she couldn't help but notice someone she hadn't seen in a while come closer. Smiling, she sighed with relief when she noticed it was Scorpius. Meeting him, she noticed the knapsack.