Saturday afternoon found Hermione knee-deep in a field of wildflowers feeling terribly guilty. She’d passed no fewer than five signs advising her to Stay On Marked Trails, and here she was, decidedly off the marked trails. She moved with as much caution as she could, and always looked carefully to make sure she wouldn’t trod on anything breakable-looking, but... well, rules were rules, and she didn’t like to break them.