"It wasn't in the lesson?" Hermione breathes, before darting quickly to catch up with Kate, wheezing to make sure that she gets enough oxygen in her lungs, however painful it might feel in the meantime. She makes a mental note to go over whatever texts or guides that Danny's put together later on, if only because she's never been one for practical learning, never as a foundation. (She thinks about what Remus would say, were he of the proper age, and almost sighs in exasperation at herself.)

"Where is he?" she hisses, still keeping behind Kate, if only because it feels like running on ahead would defeat the purpose of the lesson and inevitably confuse the both of them.