Hermione's life had simply become one long series of questions that never seemed to have any answers. When it felt like she finally had the answer to a question she'd been confused about for months, at least three more would pop up in its place. Would there ever come a day when she knew it all? When she no longer had to worry and wonder about her future? Unlikely. She assumed that she would only have her answers at the same time that she experienced the peace of death. Of course, as she didn't truly understand what happened after one died, it was possible that there would be mysteries that never had resolutions. The very thought depressed her beyond measure. For someone that desired answers above most others, it was positively maddening to not understand what was happening.