"Thank you," Hermione said with a gleam of triumph in her eyes and a large grin on her face. "For the challenge."

"I'll beat you next time," Harry promised.

If possible, she smiled even wider. "I look forward to it."

And as Harry lay on the ground—tired, sweaty, and his muscles aching from the practice—he couldn't help but laugh, feeling happier and more alive than he had in a long time.

-Awakening Chapter 8

When Wormtail untied him at last and gave him back his wand, Harry's head spun and his vision grew blurry as he collapsed to the ground. He closed his eyes in pain and when he opened them again, he thought that he could see Hermione reaching out to him from the blur of darkness, desperately shoving past the throng of Death Eaters in search of him.

...

Harry raised his own hand feebly in return

-Awakening Chapter 9

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"What about us?" A sudden thought hit him. "We won't ever grow apart like that, will we?"

"You and me?" Hermione laughed, bringing her face closer to his. "You think you could get rid of me that easily? I'm here to stay for the long run."

Harry reached down and grasped her hand tightly. "Good."

That night, there were no nightmares.

-Awakening Chapter 12