I clutched my fork tightly. Hermione turned to look at me in a way that said, confused about how they didn’t know. I tried to blink away my tears as Fred chimed in ,"Yeah I was wondering that myself. I haven't seen her anywhere. Is she...is she a squib?" He whispered the last part quietly. I guess he thought that he thought that was the reason I was crying. When my family left I don’t think my mom gave any explanation except that we were going through a hard time. It was too hard and strange to try to explain to people so we just didn’t.