"So I walked into the bedroom and caught them in a-" Hermione glanced at Molly and her tear-filled eyes. "Compromising position. I was so angry, and upset but I felt a calm wash over me. I felt with my magic for every item in the home that was Ron’s. Then, I reached out for everything made of glass too. Felt my magic sweep over them, grip them tight and squeezed. I wanted them to see my anger. I wanted them to know what they did had me that upset, and everything exploded. The windows, dishes, everything Ronald owned, all the picture frames. Everything. It all exploded in one huge rush of my magic."