            With a clench of her jaw, and one last, lingering look at the thread leading to Lucius, Hermione turned back to the street. In the pools of the yellow street lamps, the threads glistened, wavering with every movement of her hands. After checking for Muggles, she cast a Notice-Me-Not charm on herself, praying it would keep the tethers from drawing unwanted attention, then began to walk in the direction of Sirius’s golden thread.