"Yes, she was. Impeccably so. My father says I take after her in that aspect. He says I need to have things in order to function." A sheepish smile was offered to Hermione as she placed the pile of papers to the side, and took out another stack from the box.
It was difficult for Susan NOT to be at least nervous about the idea of the Dark Lord rising. After the death of her aunt, all this talk about the Dark Lord really began to show itself. While she did lose her Uncle, and Grandparents to Death Eaters, that was before her time. Losing her Aunt was a tough blow considering how similar they were, and how close they were. It really made Susan realize that there is a threat out there, a very big, very real threat, and while it scared her silly to think about it, she knew that should the time come when she was needed to fight to defend her family, and friends she would be there for them.
"It's like trying to find a needle in a haystack, I suppose. Diligence is key, yes?" Another one of those reassuring smiles was given to Hermione as she looked down at the papers once more, shifting through them.