His eyes were wider than Hermione could ever remember. The screams of the rat were dying out into pathetic whimpers as it clawed at the ground and writhed in unimaginable pain. Hermione could see Harry’s mouth part and his chest begin to rise and fall with increasing intensity. His whole body was tense as he rocked forward to look closer with an all-consuming fascination that was at a whole other degree that Hermione had never seen before.