He hadn't answered... Did that mean he was coming over now? Could it mean anything else? He remembered being here, though he had before... What did that mean? Never before had those thoughts plagued Hermione. She hadn't been nervous about seeing her friend before coming to this place. If anything she knew she preferred seeing Harry before she saw Ron.
This place changed things. It changed people. Hermione would have never dreamed of using magic away from Hogwarts. But once she'd been told it was okay it didn't take long before she was using it to help her work. She expanded on what she knew with the books from the library.
Hermione shook her head, clearing the thoughts from it, as they drifted off to a place that wasn't overly important. She wiped her hands off onto her jeans, as she found them rather clammy, just before she heard the knocking on her front door.
None surprised she made her way to the foyer and pulled open the door. A smile fell into place rather quickly. "Harry!" He might have stuffed his hands in his pockets but that didn't keep her from hugging him, as she sprung forward. The butterflies forgotten for the moment.