Re: Gryffindor Table (open)
It was impossible to do anything but watch. Harry had been so fixated by his mum that he hadn't realized who else had been at the table until their voices sounded. It was familiar and eerie and he, uncharastically fell silent, afraid for some reason he couldn't just pin yet. He busied himself with his plate and tried to find a moment to say something. "Hermione's attached to books. They're like another limb to her." He forced a small laugh.