"I was so upset with her, but Ron, now that I'm thinking about it, there is something wrong with her. I mean not just that she's upset, but mentally, there's something really wrong," she said.
"She really suggested that being here is like being in jail, that it was like being outside, but she talked about the outside like it was nothing." She sighed. "What's going on? First Lily, Al, now Rose." She wasn't sure that Jamie hadn't lost his mind, too, with Sirius and all of that, but she would withhold judgement for now. "This isn't her, Ron, and we left her-"
She took his hand. "Come on, let's go find her and see what's wrong, maybe take her to the infirmary." She started to walk, heels clicking, and dragging Ron along.
They didn't have to go far since Rose was still out in the corridor. "Rose, darling, are you-" Oh really, of course she wasn't all right. Hermione let go of Ron, and went to hug her daughter. "We'll fix this, love. I promise."