"Don’t call me that!" This time, it was Hermione’s voice that had the edge to it. She had already been made to feel so low by the Ministry, Ron–the ones she used to trust. It vexed her to hear him use the word so casually. "Not only are you hopeless, but you’re despicable. You haven’t changed at all. The War, being sentenced to Azkaban; it must have meant absolutely nothing to you." 