Hermione told herself to calm down, but nothing she tried worked. She ended up crumpled to the floor, leaning against a statue of armour. She couldn't believe herself. After all this time, she had just given up. Wasn't she a Gryffindor? Couldn't she tough things out? But then, that meant facing her again. She shuddered. Perhaps quitting wasn't always a bad thing, especially if it meant no more Divination class.