In the month that passed, Hermione visited every room other than the sex rooms and the ones behind the black sheath. Her kill count was now at a whopping 38. She had dismembered, disemboweled, burned with fire and acid, beheaded, and stabbed people to death. The sick side of her craved more, the humane part cried for hours in shame. She could carry her wand with her everywhere now, she grew addicted to Draco, she turned to the dark side. She wanted to take a bigger stand against the Order, not only for abandoning her, but for kidnapping her as well.