Hermione might have ordinarily smiled at that wry remark, but she only frowns down at the warm cake she's still holding in her hands. It's hard to find humor in much of anything these days, and really, that's part of what's been making the previous weeks so hard.

Even so, she finds it hard to answer Mia's question, even if she recognizes that Mia deserves an answer. If not because it wouldn't do to mope about inexplicably, then because, if anyone should be able to understand, it might just be Mia.

"Do you remember when we first met? And we talked about... about possession and-... and the Rite of Annulment?"