Hermione froze the moment her feet set down on the hard paving stones. The giant hedges on either side of the entrance of Malfoy Manor felt like they were toppling over the top of her, and her mind was instantly transported back in time. Harry and Ron on either side of her. The rough hands of the snatchers around her arms. Harry’s deformed face. Her breath misting in the cold night air. The terror felt sharp and real.