The fact that her husband had been so close to capturing her and she had been so close to being physically violated by the cretin Rabastan were two more valid reasons why she needed to go. Fenrir's farce had worked that time, but there was no indication it could work again. Hermione had been impressed by his quick thinking even if being treated like nothing more than a common Muggle victim plucked off the streets for an evening of torture and debauchery humiliated her to her very being. Was that how their victims felt when they were facing death? It was enough to make her rethink ever participating in another evening of dark revelry.