As much as she would've enjoyed lingering long enough to make use of his shower, she couldn't risk it. She'd already stayed too long as it was. Beyond the fact that she had stolen all of his money, she put him in danger every second she remained. What if someone had seen her the night before? London was a large city, but she had truly shit luck. It always seemed that when she wasn't expecting to cross paths with a person she knew, she did. The moment she was dressed and certain that she had left nothing of hers behind, Hermione snuck out the front door.