By nightfall two days after the incident with stunning Aberforth Dumbledore, she knew she had to make her next move. Either she crossed the grass to knock on the front door to alert Augustus of her presence or she moved on. Lingering in the shadows of a group of trees was no way to live. Her time living in the village in either the spare bedroom of the Jordans" home or in her own tent made sleeping outside more difficult. She'd gotten too comfortable. Returning to a life on the run no longer seemed like a great idea. Part of her wished that she'd just gotten over her aversion to life in the village. At least that way she could be safely inside somewhere and not have to worry about her next steps.