Hermione shook her head and released her fierce grip on the chair to take hold of Harry's hand, which she gently squeezed. "I think maybe I need some time alone." When Harry gave her a look of alarm she squeezed his hand again. "Not like that, Harry. Don't worry. I'm fine. I just think I need a little time where there's not so many people checking up on me, machines beeping, and healers prodding me so that I can properly think about everything that's happened."