Her favorite of all the Death Eaters, if it was possible to actually like one of them, had made a very public decision to leave the organization he'd pledged his life to when he was a young, naive child chasing after a pretty witch's skirts. Rodolphus Lestrange had actually killed three members of the lower ranks of the Death Eaters in his rather dramatic resignation. Hermione struggled to keep the pride off of her face when she heard the tale secondhand. Her master wouldn't have appreciated her joy.