Hermione stared at Sappho as the girl walked away. She had rolled her eyes at her! The brunette witch could hardly believe this--what had been such a nice, interesting conversation had turned into a fight.
She was really having a dreadful set of days. First, the war broke out, everyone she knew nearly died, she accidentally murdered Millicent, Ron still wasn't awake...she had finally relaxed and enjoyed a chat, and now she had ruined it by speaking before she thought. Tearing up, she turned away and stomped out of the hall and up to the Gryffindor girls' dorms.