Hermione took several deep breaths before walking in front of the mirror and slowly turning to face it. She gasped as she caught sight of herself, all of herself, for the first time in years. There was no meat left on her. She never had much but now she was nothing but a pale, withered mass of skin and bones. Her entire body was covered in bruises that would fade and scars that would not. She looked at her reflection and traced each one of them, trying to remember how they came to be. Her eyes began to tear and she quickly sucked them back before focusing on her face.