Three weeks later Hermione found her Hufflepuff friend in the library, books on healing and mind magic scattered about. The Gryffindor flinched as she took in the visible proof of her friend's pain.
"I heard about your parents." A grunt. "I-I apologize. For what I'd said. If you didn't See your parents then you-well, I'm just sorry."
A sigh. "It's, well it's not fine, but I'm over it."
Hermione paused, looked around, and came to a decision.
"...what can I do to help?"
A book was shoved under her nose.
"Read."