Hermione's stomach had been in knots since the night she and Harry had decided to become a couple. She was so happy to finally have him, but she also couldn't stop the guilt that tore at her. She had wanted to tell Ron and Ginny right away, but that had been impossible with their class loads and Umbridge. Not to mention, she was working on ideas for their Defense Against the Dark Arts... club, she supposed.
When she saw Harry, her stomach did a different sort of thing - a sort of somersault. She was happy to see him, but had been glancing nervously at Ron and Ginny as she waited. They were most likely confused as to why she had waited on Harry instead of joining them. At least, she hoped so. As they approached, she tried to give Ron a half-smile but he just looked back and forth between them curiously.
When Harry spoke, she gauged their reactions. Lovely - Ginny seemed irritated. With her. Of course she was. Ron, bless him, was still curious.
"Come out with it, then, mate," he said to Harry. Hermione looked at Harry and almost whimpered. This sucked.
She cleared her throat, knowing that he shouldn't have to do this alone. "Well.. the other night... Harry and I realized that..." she said, stopping and giving Harry a searching look. Lord, this was hard!