Actually, it would have been convincing if she hadn't asked about it afterward. A sympathetic smile curled across Susan's lips, as she shook her head lightly. "Hermione, I understand stress is high in a time like this. I mean, it's so difficult living in these times. It's easy to feel helpless. I know I do."
Glancing down at the papers once more, Susan sighed slightly before composing herself. "It's like falling down a bottomless pit, never knowing when your going to hit rock bottom, praying that you never do, but knowing it has to come soon." Finally looking back up at Hermione, there was a slight flicker in her pale blue eyes as she looked at her friend.
"I guess in times like these you have to find that one thing worth holding on to. That one strand of hope that sews all your hopes and dreams together, and pray that in the next minute, or day, or week or month or year or lifetime, that everything will right itself in the world and you no longer have to pray." Once more that smile resurfaced. "But in the meantime, remember that you have friends who are willing to listen to what you have to say, and can more than likely sympathize with your struggles. You're not alone."
To be completely honest, Susan wasn't only speaking in hopes of helping Hermione, she was also speaking to reassure herself. Sometimes she just needed her own pep talk.