She traced the distinct handwriting with the tip of her finger, silently mouthing the words as she committed the new spell to memory. It wasn’t one she ever would’ve learned at Hogwarts—wasn’t one she wouldn’t have even thought existed had it not been for a rather uncomfortable encounter with a slightly panicked Ginny during their Eighth Year—and part of Hermione, the part that loved learning more than almost anything else, couldn’t help but be thrilled. 