            They ran. Well, it was more hiding behind rubbish bins and garden walls, but an hour later, Hermione had managed to get the three of them to a park teenagers cutting class visited. Winter had driven them away, for now. It was only when she collapsed on the dry grass, Lucius’s unconscious body beside her and Padfoot stretched over her legs, that Hermione realized how close the encounter with the aurors was. If Sirius was caught—if they all were—this whole thing would be over.