and yet, it moves (гет)

Severus sits on the last chair in the back row. Hermione didn't imagine him after all. The chairs around him are empty, as though his mere presence is a repellent. She hesitates in the doorway. He hasn't spotted her yet. Inhaling deeply, she squares her shoulders and heads towards him.
Eight years has changed a lot of things, as well as kept many things the same.