Hermione is afraid she’s going to be sick. She leans on her hand, keeping her eyes on the table, biting her lip. He’s already been through so much, and now he wants put his life on the line because it’s the only way he can prove he’s on their side. It’s not right, and it’s not fair, but Remus is going to approve it, and everybody else is just going to let it happen. Can she speak up? Not if her only reason is that she doesn’t want him to go. She darts a look at Tonks, her only possible ally here, and finds Tonks looking back at her. Almost imperceptibly, Tonks shakes her head.