Hermione took in his face for a long moment, the time she spent looking boarding on too long. She finally blinked and took his hand, shaking it slowly as she finally voiced what her mind was thinking, "I thought you'd be older. Much older," Hermione cocked her head to one side. For some reason in her minds eyes had pictured a little old man with a quill behind his ear, not a fit young man, "Oh, yes, I'm Hermione."