Hermione hurried away. She didn’t want to burst out in front of so many people. The big windows on one side of the ballroom were open and turned out to be doors leading to a balcony. Hermione went there only to find people either smoking or gossiping in small groups. Too crowded for her liking. She gripped the railing, trying to ignore stares, her eyes landing on a small staircase down to the gardens. She quickly ran down it, and into the maze. She needed a place as far away from people as possible, she had to sit it out.