Hermione cried out in abject horror. Tears flowed freely now, and she finally gave in to her imperative need to soothe her husband. She leapt up and drew him to her. Harry's anger flowed out in surging waves, coating her in his darkness a moment, but Hermione's concerned need to comfort him seemed to create a barrier that stopped it escaping ... then utterly dissipated it a moment later. It was confined to the space of their embrace and Hermione could absorb it, use it to fuel her own determination to calm her husband, before siphoning it away.