Harry nodded and balled his hands. Hermione could see the change of emotions he was going through. His sadness seemed to get quickly replaced by anger. "He shouldn’t have died. Especially not by his so-called friend – but apparently, he wasn’t his friend – apparently, he had always been a fucking coward who had been waiting for the right moment to stab him behind his back." Harry let go of Hermione and made his way to the stairs.