After a few more stops (including the local equivalent of a pound shop, where Hermione took a childish pleasure in spending the werewolves’ money on a pack of cheap underthings for herself), they made their way to the restaurant on the southern side of the market square. It was a loud, busy, and inexpensive cafe, with lots of bustle and noise. Hermione longed to soak in the energy and warmth of the place.