It's funny. I'm never entirely sure what to write here anymore. Things have changed and, while I'm more aware of what I feel, I'm much less aware of my place in things. And I'm quite wary of talking to her now, because it's become quite obvious what the outcome of such things is going to be. I don't want to be the cause of that. But I don't like the alternative either. I really don't know what to do.
Oh God. Admit it, Hermione. You're in way too deep.