all the missing pieces of my life started fitting into place. I feel like a puzzle, and this book
helped to show me what the final picture should be when I'm all put together."
Harry nodded. "I know how you feel."
Hermione smiled. "You both are two of the pieces," she explained. "Just two pieces
of the big puzzle that is Hermione Granger, Muggle-born witch," she said proudly as she
flipped the page of her book. "It's just amazing to see the history that Hogwarts has. Even
this train has an incredible history. Did you know it's over one hundred and fifty years
old?"
"Looks like it." Ron chuckled as he noted the scratch marks all along the door of
their carriage.
Hermione turned to observe the marks that had been placed over the many years,
shaking her head in disappointment. At the very top of the doorway, carved in strangely
elegant script for vandalism, read: Marauders Only. All Others Will be Cursed. She rolled her
eyes dramatically until her focus fell to a pair of initials inside of a heart scratched into the
wall near her seat.
S.B. + M.P.
Hermione pursed her lips, returning her attention back to her book, muttering, "So
disrespectful."