"Hermione, please," Harry begged now, reaching out and taking her friend’s hand tightly. His green eyes were shining with pleading. "Listen, I’m sorry, I really am, I know it’s not fair to ask so much of you, but —" he swallowed and suddenly looked embarrassed. "We don’t have anyone else, no one wants to help us. If someone doesn’t take my place, we won’t be able to play. I don’t want — the team to lose because of me. They’ve trained hard, they deserve a chance to show it," he was serious now. Now he wasn’t ordering her to, he was asking her to. And Hermione felt something very warm on her back.