Hermione let the stress from her long day at the Ministry fall from her shoulders as she twisted the key inside the lock, letting herself into the quietness of her muggle flat. She toed off her high heeled shoes as her eyes passed around her living quarters, noticing the infinite number of books that littered tables and bookshelves alike and smiled. She loved the privacy of her new apartment, choosing to take up residence in Muggle London as a way to keep her more salacious discretions from prying wizarding eyes.