Bill looked like he might reach for her shoulder again, but she turned sharply away.

Hermione let her eyes rest on the tiles. "Healer Tamor, I'm quite tired." She was. Exhaustion throbbed behind her eyelids. "I'd like to go back to my room now."

A long pause — and then Healer Tamor shuffled forward. "Of course, Miss Granger."

"I'm sorry for taking you away from Athens, Bill," she said flatly. "Send my love to the others."

Bill said nothing, staring as she walked past him, following Healer Tamor to the lifts. The doors opened. They stepped inside, and he pressed the button for the fourth floor — Janus Thickey Ward.

Her mind was numb as he returned her to her room, promising to check on her in the morning.

She thanked him. The door clicked shut. And a moment later, a locking charm was cast.

Hermione stared down at the Prophet, the remains of Edinburgh Castle boring up at her as she thought over her options.

She could look for careless mistakes and escape routes. Try to sneak out with Oliver in the dead of night.

Or.

She could walk out in the daylight, her head held high. Show them that they'd underestimated her will to fight.

Hermione drifted over to her window, looking out at Muggle London.

Once they've underestimated you — strike.

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Chapter 38

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Ginny,

I know there's a lot still unsaid between us. There's so much I want to know, and even more I want to tell you. But for now, the most important thing is that I need to speak with you about my year at Malfoy Manor.

I promise not to let my emotions enter the conversation. All I'm asking is for the chance to provide you with proof.

In the Manor, there are notes beneath my bed which prove what I have been up to for the last year. If you find my gold dress, check the inner seam. Next, go to Lucius Malfoy's study. There is a Pensieve behind his ebony cabinet. Watch the memories in the black vials. You may need Narcissa's assistance.

Please be careful about who you share your findings with. I trust you, and Ron, but I'd rather speak with you before you take any action.

I'm so alone here, Ginny — hardly more than a prisoner. If you can spare a few hours for me now, I would be so grateful.

Please stay safe. I can't bear it otherwise.

Hermione

~*~

Hermione stared out the window, her fingers pressing against the glass. She'd sent the letter four days ago. Still no reply. Nor had Ron responded to the similar letter she'd penned to him.