In a moment of weakness, Hermione twirled her chair around and stared at the shelves of teacups towering behind her desk. Harry and Ron had helped her move them here from her old MLE office. Dragging her teeth over her bottom lip, she pushed to her feet and reached for a cup on the top shelf. Lifting it off its saucer, she reached inside and withdrew the Rime Diamond ring. She'd been storing it there for weeks now, having ripped it from her finger one day in a fit of anger. Now she was interested in seeing if she could do what Loki could with his half. She wanted to try and see what he was up to right this very minute because if there was still hope that he held good in his heart, then maybe she would risk calling to him through their bond.