And so, as soon as Hermione had gotten dressed, they went. As Harry had predicted, they were not allowing any visitors and so their vigil extended through the night. Hermione was wringing her hands, petrified with nerves about what Severus had gone through, but she did not miss the look of confused contemplation on Harry’s face as he looked between her and Ginny. After a while, Ginny rose to fetch them some food and shortly after she had departed, Harry cleared his throat uncomfortably. 