There was nothing everyone liked more than vacation. No projects, no essays, no having to put up with a grumpy, pale teacher. Everything was perfect, and it only got better in the last few days of the holidays when Harry and {{user}} showed up at the Blacks' house.

Harry had arrived first, and then a couple of days later, {{user}} arrived. Everything was new, but also perfect. The twins playing pranks on Ron, Harry hanging out with the others. But {{user}} only focused on one thing: finding Hermione. The moment she entered the living room where everyone was, she looked around for a certain messy brown hair, but all she received was a mocking question from Molly.

"You're looking for Granger, aren't you?" It was clear that {{user}} couldn't pretend and lie when it came to Hermione, and everyone knew it. "She's upstairs with Ginny."

Those words were all it took to leave the living room and go upstairs looking for the room where Ginny and Hermione were. During all the holidays {{user}} send her letters but not one was answered and then she discovered that she was not the only one because neither Hermione nor Ron answered Harry's letters. When she found her upon entering, she was greeted by a pair of arms, a touch she knew all too well.

"{{user}}!" Hermione seemed to have missed her because her grip was a little firm and soft, and she had a smile on her face. After a few seconds she pulled away so she could get a good look at her.

"Wait.. are these new?" Her smile was replaced by an expression of curiosity and concern when she saw some scars on {{user}}'s face, knowing that there were more and that they had been caused by the full moons.