Slipping the book into his bag, Harry headed to the library. Fairly sure he knew what he was going to see there. Nodding greetings to friends as he passed them. He made his way to Hermione's favourite spot. The corners of his mouth quirked upwards, as he saw her.
Well, at first, it was a surrounding pile of books, parchments and notes that were visible. Both trying not to be obvious, but equally eager to see. Harry found himself nodding along, as Hermione's huge bust hefted into view. It had cleared a space in front of her. A few wet smears on her notes the price she now paid for having such a stupendous bust.
"Harry..." she said cheerfully.
"'Mione." Harry tried to copy her tone, as he nodded.
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Letting out a brief sigh of relief, she'd just confirmed how oblivious she was of her changes.
"Where's Ron?" she asked. The sparkle in her eyes telling of a vague absence.
"Practicing..." he answered, tilting his head towards the Quidditch pitch. "Without you?"
Harry shrugged, not wanting to confess Ron needed it to boost his confidence.
"You're busy... We can chat later."
She nodded absently, dipping her head back down to the books. Harry noticed a quill scratch on the side of her nose.
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Needing time to process his discovery and experiment. Harry went where he knew he'd get some privacy. Heading for the girls bathroom, and there to the chamber of secrets. While it wasn't exactly welcoming, he was certain he could be undisturbed.
Passing through the serpent door, he felt the tension leave him. Patting the rulebook in his bag, he set to work in experimenting.
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