As soon as her fingers gripped the edge of the wand, Hermione felt a sudden pulse, a quick tingle of vibration so slight that she almost could have missed it. Her hand continued to shake, but she held the wand out steady, feeling an old energy pull into her nerves, flowing alongside her veins. From her heart and all around the length of her body, tangible power from within started to take shape. It was part of her...part of who she always was.