Hermione felt a pang of anger and sadness course through her. Harry. He was an unfortunate casualty of the war—at least as far as she was concerned. If he was as concerned for her as he had always claimed to be, he would not have allowed being turned away once stop him from visiting. She felt her eyes burn with unshed tears but blinked them back. It was not worth shedding tears over, especially as she was already dehydrated.