A knock at the back door startled her, making Hermione forget what she'd been about to say. Who was requesting entrance into his house? Rabastan's unexpected visit the day before could've been a coincidence, but two days in a row after Ron specifically invited her to come back? She had been too trusting, too foolish. What was Ron doing when he walked out of the room and left her alone for over a minute? Sending an owl? And she noticed for the first time the distinct lack of noise in the rest of the house. She'd grown so used to living in a quiet house that she hadn't even realized a Weasley home was never quiet. Not unless no one was there.