A single nod was all he received in return to his statement, Hermione's hand swiftly plucking the orb from the shelf without further thought. She held it in front of her, the smooth, glass surface cool at first but slowly warming. At first, nothing happened, the room ever silent save for the sounds of her and Theo's breathing. Never taking her eyes off the orb, Hermione held it all the tighter, silently urging it to reveal its secrets. And then it happened, the swirling intensified inside the prophecy orb and a disembodied voice filled the room with its secrets meant for only the ears of those involved...