Pansy had recognized her distant, troubled stare and engaged in conversation with Lucio, who was also familiar with it. Grateful, Hermione took Pansy's hand in hers and brought it into her lap. Her ring flashed on her finger in the sunlight. The sun bore down on them all. Hermione felt its burn on her skin, and waded deeper into the water, her feet burrowing into the cold slime at the bottom.