[ Hermione perks up a little, looking somewhat embarrassed. She doesn't really like talking about it, but he had asked and he had been so wonderfully polite to her... ]

A few people I've met know me. [ It's a quiet admittance, her gaze on the ground. ] Apparently I'm famous - and I'm also fictional. My life - and the lives of my best friends - are all part of a set of books written for children.