Hermione turned and faced the window nearest her. A deep breath followed by another, she began thinking about her journey and why indeed it was that she hated her old friends. The realisation that she was in fact, only a tool to their disposal and had been treated badly was a good start. She knew they never meant to make her feel that way to that extent but the pain was still true. She knew she was ready to show them what she had learnt and finish the order once and for all, but at what cost.