Tether-free and needed in her role as Councillor, Hermione moved back into her old room. She spent her days filing detailed reports about the last few months during the day and attending the celebrations at night. Hermione was rapidly absorbed back into the Order. It had been a heady mixture of relief and satisfaction to be back. She sat around the huge table in the Marble Salon, helping guide the chess pieces of the new government, hanging with the rest of the DA, squealing over Justin’s execution of the bombardier plan, and watching Harry and Ginny celebrate having a future. 