He handed her a glass of water, holding the straw to her mouth and she sipped greedily as he spoke, "You’re in St. Mungo’s, my love. You’ve been here for about..." His voice broke, and Hermione fought against the heaviness in her arms to reach for his hand, it was then she noticed the scars crisscrossing in all directions on her hand, running up her arm. Tears were steadily streaming down the man’s face as he continued, "You’ve been here for about five weeks. Do you remember what happened to you?"