"I once told you that I will destroy you. Don't forget that, Harry, "cause I didn't." Hermione  said, her eyes were now filled with menace, and Harry felt trapped in her anger but he saw hurt also. "But then again you and Ron are doing a fine job yourselves. " Voice filled with pure venom. "W-what do you mean ?" And that venom was slowly poisoning him."I know things, Harry, that you don't, that you probably don't even remember."So you're the one who's messing with my memories aren't you ?" Harry yelled at her, his voice was loud and he reminded Hermione of a madman. He seemed like he was triggered into a fit. "You make my memories go away." He accused her, his hands shaking. Hermione furrowed her eyebrows in confusion but soon her expression tuned into neutral, making him even more mad. She was a clever witch after all, she understood what happened.