Hermione sat dazed on the bed, confused with the chain enclosed in her palm. Honestly she was worried, but she vividly remember that she didn't touch anything that day, then how…..?
God! She was worried about the possibility that she really took it without her knowledge, and coupled with the way she refuted the crowd, oh Lord! What sort of temptation is this?
She shook her head eliminating the thought. That cannot be possible, she was very aware and conscious of herself, she is not a child that will just pick up something that fascinated her and not be aware of her actions.
Truth be told, this is the first time of seeing something like this, something that symbolized meaning.
She did not just know it, she felt it.
Hermione looked at the necklace in her hand one more time, it look liked and ancient antique, it spoke history.
