Hermione squeezed her hand so hard around the broom handle that the wood creaked. She didn’t understand why she was allowing him to do this. Why she was allowing him so many insults. But she didn’t have time to waste on him. She just wanted to get the hell out of there. She wanted to practice her Seeker skills for once and for all, so she could get rid of the tightness she’d been feeling in her throat since that morning.