She took a few deep breaths and braced herself for whatever, or whoever, might greet them beyond the front door. Logically she knew that if Grimmauld Place had turned into a Death Eater hideout, they would have been immediately compromised. A wave of her wand and a homenum revelio later told her that they were alone. Had Snape not disclosed their headquarters to Voldemort? Something never quite sat right with the man’s betrayal, but Harry was unwavering in his hatred and Hermione had given up that fight somewhere in 5th year. But maybe, just maybe, he hadn't given them up. 