"Feisty." Nott smirked. Hermione watched the scene unfurl, frozen in place. If only Ron and Harry had let her out into the action more, she would have some semblance of what to do, how to protect herself. She was no strategist like Ron, no dueller like Ginny. All she had were her wits; she needed to find their captors’ weaknesses, and somehow exploit them into letting them go.