"It was the same thing when I was in Italy. Everything worked, and then I came home." Hermione remembered that she was supposed to be resting and decided that resting against Ron's shoulder would be just fine, at least until Zach or Madam Pomfrey told her to lie down. "Something's wrong, Ron. I - "
Normally she would have died rather than admit it, but here, with him, she could. "It's starting to frighten me," she whispered. "What's happening to our world?"