The front door opened after Draco's second soft knock. Ginny emerged clad in a tied dressing gown with mussed hair. Instead of inviting him in, she stepped outside and closed the door quietly behind her. Hours must be kept late in her house. It was long past mid-morning. Hermione didn't care what sort of activities the Resistance was currently engaged in. If she had it her way, she wouldn't have any further interactions with them for the rest of her life. She doubted that any of them would mind that too much.