The moment her shoes were secured to her feet, the robed figure entered the bedroom. Hermione scanned his frame for anything that she might recognize. She might have sighed in relief if a red flash of light hadn't come straight at her head. A shield charm easily defected the stunner. Whoever the person was, they didn't seem to be there to kill her. Small favors. Dodging Avadas was something of a pastime she wasn't looking forward to resuming.