The second day was a little more frustrating. After sleeping in as late as she wanted, Hermione grew restless. There was nowhere for her to go if she left the cottage. Considering how her previous forays into the wide world had gone, she wasn't looking forward to walking out the front door. Much like the days when she was back on the run, she didn't know what to do with herself. It was an existence that she knew she couldn't keep living.