Hermione finally stumbled carefully out of the bed, looking down at the grimy clothes, from the previous days, that she was still clad in. Glancing down, she noticed that her leg had been fixed and was now wrapped properly in bandages and she wasn’t flinching with every movement on it anymore. Hermione waddled other, still not used to the repair on her leg, and opened the wardrobe that she had noticed was the same matching dark oak wood when she was looking around the bedroom. She winced when noticing the bunch of clothing that was inside, and with a closer look, she deemed that everything seemed to be in the correct size for her.