After a long internal struggle, Harry finally gave up the tempting idea of kicking the old bat from behind. After all, he was not sure whether Snape might fire an offensive spell at him without even turning around. Being invisible meant he would not be spotted, but it did not mean he could not be hit.
Harry found an unoccupied Vacant Room, came out of invisibility, then returned to the Gryffindor Common Room.
As she usually was, Hermione was reading on a sofa in the corner. Unlike usual, however, she was not reading a textbook or some related hefty tome, but one of Lockhart's books.
Harry found this hard to understand. Hermione had practically memorized everything in Lockhart's books already. Her score on the test Lockhart had given them said it all.
Under those circumstances, Harry really could not understand why Hermione still wanted to read it.
I suppose this is what being boy-crazy means? Harry thought, though he did not dare say it aloud.
Ron and Neville sat on either side of Hermione, doing their homework. Like Harry, Ron did the harder parts of his homework in the Library, because he could ask Hermione for help, or Padma, if Harry was there and she was in a good mood-generally, whenever Harry was there, Padma was in a good mood, and Ron would ask her for help at those times too.
As for homework that was not particularly difficult, Ron usually brought it back to the Common Room to finish. Of course, if Hermione happened to be nearby, Ron would still ask her questions. After all, asking Hermione was much easier than looking through books. At the very least, Hermione would tell him which book to look for, and even roughly where to find it.
Hermione always answered questions earnestly,