The last couple of days in the Malfoy Manor had been rather slow. It was a pleasure to have had a routine being set in, but there was always the layers of fear and lack of understanding when looking at the bigger picture for the young witch. The routine had been; waking up at dawn, breakfast, training non stop, a lunch break and then reading up on the law with Bellatrix. Once dinner had been served at 8pm Sharp every night, she had until midnight to wonder the manor and go about her own business. A routine Hermione was beginning to find comfort in.