In between working on class for Monday, Hermione was trying to write a letter. In truth, she'd been trying to cohesively describe everything that had been happening for about a week now, and hadn't had much luck. You try explaining it.

So really, it wasn't so much that she was trying to take a break from class in order to write, but rather the other way around.

[Open. I'm going to stab myself in the hand so going to urgent care will give me something to do.]