Her eyes were swimming now, her jaw clenched tightly in an apparent effort to keep the tears from falling. "I can't... I don't know that I can talk about it, Harry. My... my p- parents." The word left her on a heavy exhale, was nearly a moan of pain, and her body sagged, causing Harry to surge up to ensure she didn't fall over completely. She was shaking, taking deep, rattling breaths as she fought for control. Harry felt Ron settle beside him, watched as one of his large hands came to rest on Hermione's shoulder.