They sat in the companionable silence that at some point had become a factor in their relationship. Hermione was hesitant to call what they had a friendship of any sort. It had been years since she had one of those. Or at least one that she could be certain wasn't just another sycophant trying to figure out a way to get more favor with the Dark Lord by using her status. Alecto had been kind to her, but even she had an agenda. From the moment that Hermione killed her brother in a brutal manner and she continued to seek out a friendship, she had been suspicious. Who in their right mind would want to befriend the person who tortured their relative to death? But, Allie had her uses. She wasn't in a rush to get rid of any ties she had with the older witch. That wasn't exactly what one could call a friendship, however.