It was impossible to tell who was more startled by her abrupt appearance: Augustus or the half-naked Alecto straddling his hips on his sofa. As much as she might have wished to run back out the door like she'd never been there, it was too late. She'd been spotted. Alecto rushed to pull her discarded clothing back on, laughing the entire time. At least one of the three found the intrusion to be amusing. Hermione didn't care for the woman's laughter. It always made her feel like she was just moments away from falling into some elaborate trap.