She found that she was sat on a sloping lawn, well manicured, which led uphill to a large manor house of some considerable size in the distance. It was night, and the moon dappled the dark grass with a tint of silver. Up ahead, the many windows of the house were all lit and Hermione could see figures moving in them, quite indistinct from this range. There were more silhouettes on the terrace and in the gardens surrounding the house, and the light sound of an orchestral waltz drifted to Hermione on the breeze.