The rest of the meal passed in inconsequential, inane conversation. Part of Hermione longed to return to her room to hide. It was easier that way and she got the impression that at least the adults wanted to continue what they had been talking about before she interrupted. It was an unnerving feeling to know that she wasn't always welcome in the house she was living. When the last of the food was tucked away in the respective bellies of those gathered at the table, Lee and Sarah made excuses to step out of the room, likely to pick up where they left off the earlier conversation. Posy slipped out of the kitchen undetected.