            Hermione nearly shattered her teacup. She managed to set the cup back in its saucer before pushing back from the table. "Excuse me, I’ve got...bedding to fold." No one acknowledged the fact that a wand could complete the task in a second, thank Merlin. Hermione strode from the room, cooling her cheeks on the backs of her hands as she wandered out into the hall. To her surprise, Kreacher was at the foot of the stairs. "Excuse me?" she said, stopping short.