Ginny nodded her head in her direction and took off walking towards the center of the village. There was no need to follow her. She'd said all that she would on the subject. For the first time in longer than she cared to remember, Hermione could feel the tiniest bit of hope begin within her. Whether she ended up actually following through with spying or not, she would know how to cloak her magic, how to use it without alerting her husband or any of her former comrades.