Sitting there, Hermione braced her heart, and then she began to read. Minutes turned into hours as she sifted through her tortured past. Page after page of the torment she put herself through filled her mind until she thought she would go insane. It wasn't until she reached the final page that she even realized the sun had set and was again now lighting the sky. She'd read through the night. Trembling, she picked up the final page, an unsent letter written not to one of her friends, parents, or former lovers, but instead, to herself.