Stepping forward, Loki opened his mouth to interject, but Hermione flung her hand up in a silent warning. Glaring at her, he stopped again where he was and held up his own two hands, allowing her the chance to fight this battle on her own. He also was curious to know the answer to Harry's question for he'd been wondering for some time now what Hermione's perspective was on her ever changing chemistry. He had a theory, but it was dark and twisted and frightened him far more than he cared to admit, even to himself.