Hermione glowed with the praise. That had been the first time she’d successfully kept something away from him, had distracted him thoroughly enough that he gave up instead of rummaging more painfully. True, it had been done by manipulation instead of sheer force of will, but wasn’t that better? It left her more energy to shore up her defences. If Voldemort wanted to root around in her brain, she’d show him things he wanted to see first, to distract him, and then keep all of the important things buried out of sight.