"Forget that-- let's just start our own wizarding school! Of course I fully support the required study hours and grubbing-about-in-the-dirt afternoons. We should also institute a tutoring system and not discriminate against squibs, or segregate into houses. Oh! And somehow make Quidditch much safer, so I don't have near-heart attacks when I want to watch matches like I used to."

It was the first time Hermione became animated about something since she's been holed up in the hospital, and it felt good to joke about, especially with Neville. "No, that's all right. I'll manage for a few more days... but I won't say no to you and I having dinner together much more often whenever I get out of here."