Hermione laughed heartily. It was the final tonic to at last bury all of her earlier worries. Harry moved to the centre of the room and Hermione went with him, as if it were her right. The other members of Harry's Circle conceded to her in like fashion, parting for them with courteous bows. That stirred wild beatings in Hermione's chest for some unfathomable reason. It made her feel unspeakably close to Harry all of a sudden, as though she'd crossed some invisible boundary of intimacy without even realising it was there in the first place.