            Hermione blew out a breath. Not-Azkaban was something she could work with. Though the prison no longer kept Dementors, she had no desire to ever step foot in that cursed place. Likely, they were just taking her to some other official facility, perhaps where she could meet more comfortably with whatever court-appointed lawyer they had assigned. Merlin knew she couldn’t afford to pay for her own, and it wasn’t likely that Sirius had access to his vaults yet—if he ever did again, after marrying her and losing his last name. Lucius had explained that in giving up his name, Sirius would also lose his family’s wealth.