Trying to fill the hours of the day when one has no purpose in life but to run away from those that would do them harm was more difficult than one might imagine if they weren't in the same situation. Hermione kept books in her beaded bag, but she could only read the same text so many times before she longed to throw the volume in the rubbish bin. Whenever she got the opportunity, when someone was foolish enough to set a book down within her reach, she would procure new reading material. It wasn't a difficult task. Most people didn't worry about keeping an eye on their books. After all, who would want to steal a ripped paperback that had already been passed through countless hands?