"Look here," said Hermione, beginning to get irritated. "It's where I live. It's where I work. It's not like I strip my clothes off for money, Lily, I just clean and pour out alcohol for customers. Where do you get off telling me how to live? What would you do if you didn't have a house? Starve on the street? As far as living arrangements go, I can't really think of any place better. Now get off your high horse and quit sticking your nose where it doesn't belong. This is exactly why I lied, you know."