             She knows, then  , Hermione realized, blinking furiously to keep the tears at bay.  She knows what I did to Lucius. Hermione fixated on a doorknob on the far wall, like if she just kept her eyes glued to it, all her tears and roiling feelings would stay trapped inside her. "If you read my file, then you know I will most likely lose the trial. Why would you want to help me?"