She knew she would need to see him soon, be near him soon. If the deep chasm of emptiness and pain wasn’t enough, her magic started to become uncontrollable. Before this, Hermione could do minor wandless magic without even thinking about it. Now with the best practiced motion of her wand, she was bound to break a plate as it fell from midair, or accidentally conjure a toothbrush instead of a towel. The smallest emotional shift had her shattering vases and window panes.