As Hermione started walking down the cobbled path she had been elected for, she realised not only was the magic energy disarming, but the way was particularly dark. She approached some stairs in between some buildings and unsheathed her wand to face the pitch black. "Lumos" she whispered. A light began to radiate from her wand. She took a few deep breaths before continuing, reassuring herself as she went. The majority of the alleys were nearly empty and even the ones that were inhabited were still eerily quiet. 