As Hermione settled into a more natural sleep, she made a silent vow. Once the war was over, she would do things for herself, sate her desires/ambitions/interests. If she made a few others unhappy, why should she care? All sentient beings were responsible for their own happiness. She was not in any way obligated to please people who weren’t kin to her, people who slighted her and turned their backs on her for the flimsiest reasons, people who placed her much lower on their list of priorities.