She had a point, Hermione acknowledged internally. Lily had no way of knowing that she was actually in her twenties and used to fight Death Eaters and win. Besides, Hermione didn't see herself winning any fights, at least not until her magic recovered. Hermione breathed in deeply, doing her best to calm down. "I understand why you're concerned," she began softly, regretting her earlier harsh words. "But the circumstances will not change. It's exceedingly unlikely that I'll be targeted, and I rarely leave the Hog's Head anyway. What magical prowess I lack, Aberforth makes up for in spades; that's not even mentioning our customers."