As she continued towards Hogwarts, she began to pass the Three Broomsticks. A buxom blonde opened the door and bodily dragged a shady-looking young man into the street. She stood there screaming at him for several moments, tugging him by the ear all the while. Hermione found both people to be familiar, but couldn’t immediately recognize either one. The woman’s features were remarkably similar to Madame Rosmerta's, but, well, younger. Hermione wondered if Madame Rosmerta had had a daughter that Hermione had never known about. The woman was old enough, she supposed, but it didn't make much sense. Then again, Hermione had never gone to Hogsmeade during the summer. Perhaps the significantly younger relative only visited in those months. Come to think of it, Hermione didn’t recognize any of the people that she’d passed. Everyone who noticed her did so with alarm and concern, though none approached. She was on her own until she found Harry and Ron.