It wasn’t until the next room that Hermione had any trouble. Shacklebolt was still inside and bracing himself with defensive gear, and Hermione found herself thrust into the sort of madness that her Lord and Lady occupied. True, she was a pale imitation. True, she wasn’t the best fighter to begin with. Still it helped that she had surprise on her side, that she’d been a student to the two most prodigious soldiers the world had seen in years.