She considered what Draco told her the night she pounded on the door his flat until he let her in. He'd been frustrated with her. What had she been thinking by going to him in the middle of the night and demanding that he take her right to the man that was responsible for her memory blocks? The truth of the matter was that she wasn't thinking at all. She was moving on pure adrenaline. Even if the Sorting Hat wanted to initially put her in Ravenclaw, she was placed in Gryffindor for a reason. In the heat of the moment, she often pushed aside logical thinking and analysis to run ahead into danger without much thought. Time and time again she'd done it, first in school and then after in the Dark Lord's forces. If she wanted to stay alive long enough to run off to her new life, she had to be more careful.