Exhausted again due to being unused to certain aspects of her former life, Hermione left the Ministry of Magic for home before anyone else in her department. Rabastan gave her an odd look, but he didn't stop her from leaving. She knew he would allow her to do anything that made her look weak. Even with their history, he wanted her out of his department. Or, at least in a position beneath his. He'd always admired the good work she did. Ambition infected most of the ranks of the Death Eaters. No one was safe when another had their eye on something they desired. It was a game she used to enjoy playing. Now, she lacked the energy and the stomach for it.