Hermione sucked in a breath, he remembered. She caught her lower lip and glanced back down at her hands. "So.. You remember that." What else could she say. It had almost been two months since he had left.
She eased back to sit against the cushion of the couch. "Did you remember it when you went back? Or did you not remember this place?" If he did there was some hope for some of the people here. She knew one man that wanted to remember so he could keep from murdering someone he loved. She knew Sirius wanted to remember so that he could prevent his own death.