The outburst rocked the very ground where she stood, melting the snow and causing her to fall to her knees. She continued to scream as her rage and anguish tore her apart, or so it seemed. In reality, she was unharmed aside from a broken heart and possibly bruised knees, but that was enough. When it ended, and she was able to see clearly once again, Hermione was breathing heavily. Each breath ghosting out of her as if glad to be free of her battered soul.