She Apparated again. The misery that raked through her entire being was incomparable. She screeched as the Apparition seemed to never end, but it ended, and she found herself on the ground once more, this time cold and hard as stone. Hermione moaned in pain, trying to stand up. Crookshanks meowed and she tried to shush him because she heard men talking, shouting, and laughing. From the sound of it, they were far away, but it was too dark to see anything clearly, so she was careful, making no noise.