Neville’s words echoed in Hermione’s mind and she froze. She pinned her eyes back to the door. This mindscape was where Harry siphoned off his negative memories, the wounds and scars from his life ... including the ones pre-Hogwarts, from the time before Hermione had known him. These were the ones he’d never spoken openly about to anyone, not even to her. She shouldn’t go in ... Harry might never forgive her for violating this fiercely guarded privacy.