Hermione's lips opened to protest—

"But I told Bill it wasn't right to keep you locked up like a criminal," Ginny continued. "We've been putting pressure on them all week to release you, but I think it was your interview that did the trick."

Ginny's lips twitched in a smile.

Her face fell quickly again, and she released Hermione's elbows. "You have to understand that I—I just found out about Charlie. It's hard for all of us, with the Malfoys. But I promise to— try to listen in time. When I can see the things you want to show me."

Hermione nodded. The space was still there, but she felt it shrinking. For now, Ginny was here. And it was enough. She'd give her the space she needed.

"Let's go home," she said, and Ginny grinned at her just like she used to.

Hermione felt something in her chest unwind as Ginny led them to the lifts. The doors closed on the Janus Thickey Ward, and she reached for Ginny's hand.

"I have this for you," Ginny said, producing a wand from her other sleeve. Hermione blinked down at it. "It was suggested that maybe you shouldn't have one yet, so keep it hidden."

Hermione took the wand gingerly — oak, and shorter than her own had been. The buzzing of magic in her veins doubled, and her chest flooded with relief. She tucked it in her waistband, and found Ginny watching her.

"I know what you're thinking, Hermione. But the Manor is barred. I already told you I tried to go. Not even Bill can get in."

A chill raced down Hermione's spine. She had to get to the Manor and retrieve her notes and Lucius's memories. Nothing was more important. "What do you mean, barred? Isn't Narcissa Malfoy being held there?"

"Yes. She's under surveillance. The Floo is off, and there are guards inside and around the perimeter. No one is permitted in or out unless they are cleared by General Jacobs. Which really means General Pierre."

"Then I need to speak to General Pierre."

Ginny gave her a grim smile. "You'll have your chance. They want to meet with you tomorrow morning. At the Ministry."

Anxiety and relief warred inside her as the lift doors opened to the lobby. Then a cascade of sound and movement shattered her senses.

"Miss Granger!"

"Over here!"

Flashbulbs burst and camera shutters clapped like thunder as people shouted her name. Hermione blinked against the light and the sound, following Ginny's lead as she muscled them forward.

"Miss Granger, how do you feel?"

"What are your plans now?"

Ginny wrapped her arm around her as she led them toward the exit. The roar grew deafening, the white light blinding. Reporters called out questions over the din.

Hermione stumbled forward, and the only warning Ginny gave her was a squeeze of her palm before they Disapparated with a crack!

The hook from behind her belly released, and they were standing outside the Burrow.