"Oh my god." Hermione sank her head into her hands and then stood abruptly, handbag clutched tightly in her hands like some kind of lifeline. "No, no, I am not talking about this, Harry. No. Ask Ginny if you must know what depraved things she's suggesting and why – I'm going to go and do something nice and safe, like finish marking the fifth year essays." Hermione smiled warmly at them and said goodbye in a flurry of hugs and kisses, not allowing either Harry or Ginny a chance to protest her sudden exit. And then she spun on the spot with the telltale pop of apparition, landing with a gasp on the grass just outside Hogwarts" bounds.