Hermione's eyes focused enough to recognize Kingsley Shacklebolt standing on the other side of the room huddled in a quiet conversation with Fenrir. Confused at first, she thought she might've been having another hallucination. Unfortunately, it wouldn't have been the first through her entire ordeal of resetting her body without the addictive potion it craved and demanded. Perhaps she was still asleep and it was all just a dream she could see vividly. There seemed to be no other explanation for why the former auror would be anywhere near Fenrir Greyback's cottage.