Hermione slipped out of the room and headed for her room in the Hall. How dare they act like Ron had done nothing wrong and that she owed it to him to let him rant at her like she was the bad guy. Then again, she could always tell them she changed her mind, they were right she owed it to Ron to help him and then verbally destroy the wanker. She felt the vicious grin cross her face. That sounded like far more fun than it should have. And the least Ron deserved. She hurried to the desk and penned an apology to the healers and promised to come first thing tomorrow. She had Din owl it for her. Fifteen minutes later they replied thanking her for reconsidering for the good of wizardkind. She should probably warn Voldemort and his puppet about her plans. But that would wait. Right now she needed to go support her sister-in-law as a bridesmaid.