Deciding that she couldn't sit alone in her house another moment, Hermione stepped outside into the cool evening air. Thanks to its proximity to the Dark Lord, there was always activity in Hogsmeade. It wasn't always the most enjoyable sorts of activity, but at least she knew that she would be able to find something to preoccupy her mind without resorting to breaking the promise she made to Kingsley Shacklebolt and then again to her husband. Besides, a walk through the village was healthy. She'd been far too stagnant and inactive since her return.