“Finally having entirely
repacked the beaded bag three times, Hermione seemed unable to find any more reasons to delay: she
and Harry gasped hands and disapparated, reappearing on a windswept heather-covered hillside. The
instant they arrived, Hermione dropped Harry’s hand and walked away from him, finally sitting down on
a large rock, her face on her knees, shaking with what he knew were sobs.”