The Burrow seemed to be living its normal life. Molly was gardening, while Arthur was reading a newspaper. The rest of the family was probably inside. At least, that’s what Hermione concluded after sitting in the bushes for a few minutes. There was a quiet rustle as she took out the cloak and put it on herself. Hermione stood up, checking whether her feet were visible. She gained some height since the last time she used it, but it was still fully covering her. She made her way through the garden, making sure that Arthur and Molly were still in their places. Hermione carefully opened the door, worried that someone might see her. All clear once again. She raced up the staircase, trying to make as little noise as possible, and opened the door into Ginny’s room.