"I lived my entire life hiding, being invisible. I just—I knew my place. I accepted that. And then—I find out there’s this whole other place, filled with people like me. I thought"—Hermione averted her gaze from his, staring at the uneven seam of the compartment—"I thought humanity was this fragile thing, and that's why I had been relegated to the life I had. I believed that it was important to stay invisible. I fucking believed—"