Hermione pinched the bridge of her nose, willing the tense headache that was forming to go away. She hadn't been in the city for months. Since long before she ran away. On a mission to discover the Resistance's stronghold, she'd almost been captured then too. It was only sheer numbers on her side that allowed her to escape. But, of course, not before she was left with the warning that the next time she was found there, they wouldn't be so quick to let her go.