Hermione fell back on her golden sheets and sobbed into her pillow once she returned to her dorm, knowing that she wouldn't see her brother for many more months, or possibly years. She knew though that no one, no one would get in her way to bringing him back. It was only a matter of who would give him the push he needed, and it seemed that the next years after this, their knights would do all the pushing for their master and their long lost Mistress.