But Hermione knew she couldn't claim the same. She had been beaten into physical and emotional submission by Ron. And Harry had bravely ripped as much of the effects of both from her as he could, without a single thought for himself. Hermione's heart stirred at the thought, that he loved her that much ... it was the sweetest thing. But had he also done it to lift the veil on what she was missing? Had he risked his own death to finally get what he had come back to life for, in the most complete way that it could be shared?