Hermione smiled as he opened the door. She wanted to hug him, hold him tightly, but wasn't sure how his 18 year old self would take that. When he stepped to the side, she took that as an invite to walk in and did so, glancing around his room as she did. When he spoke, her eyes were drawn back to him.
"I said I would. Now are you going to mess around with small talk or actually get to the story?"