Autumn lost track of time.
She raced back to the library, hoping Hermione was still there. Autumn didn't realise that the Quidditch practice had overlapped with lunchtime, when she promised she'd meet with Hermione again. To her dismay, Hermione was not in the library any longer. The Great Hall was empty, and the Entrance Hall, too.
The study room, she thought.
The study room was almost empty for the first time that week, with only Hermione sitting in the back corner on her own. Autumn was standing at the door when Hermione looked up with her with a look that was almost like a glare.
"Hermione, listen. I'm sorry, Iㅡ"
"I get it, Autumn. You don't have to come up with anymore excuses." Hermione never sounded so angry in her life before, especially to Autumn. The girls never yelled at ea
