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hermoniny (hermoniny) wrote in pandorarpg,

Hermione noticed the same things he did, and how he looked at them as well. As far as the set of books went, she had her own of that set, and was planning on placing it in the box of duplicates, but it just seemed so precious, these particular boxes, so even though she had her own, she decided she'd rather have Harry's, and would gift hers to someone at some point. She ran her fingers lovingly over the spines, remembering pouring over them and deciding what the next lesson should be on. It seemed like a life time ago. She held back a small sob caught in her throat as she finally placed the books in the boxes.

Hermione nodded her agreement. Harry was the kind of person who liked to help others, and was always happy to help the needy. He would want the things that they couldn't use to go to people who could, rather than collect dust on some forgotten shelf somewhere. Once the kitchen and books were packed, Hermione gave him a look that clearly said she was not quite ready for the rest of the place, where they no doubt would find more personal things. Plus there was that compartment in his closet they'd have to go into eventually where Harry kept the things most important. "What next?" she asked, dreading his bedroom, but thinking it might be the next logical step.