"Shut the door, please, Yuri," Remus told the scientist, who did so, a glazed bewilderment in his eyes as he looked for the source of the instructions, obviously trying to fight the Imperius and failing. Hermione wondered what it felt like, to be under the Imperius curse. She couldn't imagine what it must be like for part of yourself to be aware of the control exerted over you, and yet being unable to do anything about it. What it must be like to be trapped inside your own body and mind, someone else's puppet and unable to even communicate that fact. Unable to ask for help. It must be horrible, she thought with a shiver, and her treacherous mind reluctantly remembered that Draco had used the curse on Madame Rosemerta.