Hermione didn’t know how she managed it. Everything at Hogwarts felt trivial in comparison to the battle that lay ahead and to the secret she carried inside of her. And yet, she managed to make it to the Great Hall for breakfast the next morning. Her morning sickness had not yet kicked in and she was starving. She planned to go about her school day as normal, knowing that in a few days time, the first part of the plan would be executed. She was going to Gringotts.