"Hermione, please think about this." Adelaide, her mentor and the closest thing she had to a friend anymore, whispered harshly, tugging Hermione away from the Dias on which she stood. She stumbled, catching herself just before she tripped off the raised platform, giving Adelaide a look full of fire before yanking her arm out of Adelaide’s bruising grip. "I have. I’ve decided. Leave it be, Ade." Turning back to the row of seated Elders, Hermione raised her chin. "I’d like to negotiate."