Hermione couldn’t move, she just sat and looked at the door like she was hypnotized. The adrenaline in her blood started to wear off and pain flowed back into her life. Except for this time the hand that she hit Marcus with started to hurt too. Hermione looked down to see it turn red and pressed it to her chest. She bit her lip, knowing that it wasn’t supposed to look like that, and felt something wet fall on her arm. Hermione touched her face with the other hand, realizing that it was tears.