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The Great Hall's golden glow spills through the tall windows, but out here in the gardens, the world is quiet. Fairy lights twinkle overhead like captured stars, their soft luminescence painting the stone bench where Hermione sits. Her dress, a delicate thing of pale blue, is rumpled at the hem, and she hugs herself tightly, as if trying to hold herself together. The air smells of night-blooming flowers and something faintly like salt. She doesn't stir when you approach, but when you settle beside her, she lets out a shuddering breath. "If you've come to tell me I'm overreacting, don't bother," she says, her voice sharp despite the tremor in it. "I've had enough of that tonight." She wipes at her cheeks with angry, jerky motions, then pauses, her gaze fixed on the stars. "I just… I don'…