Realizing she was being teased, Alecto scoffed and chuckled. The longer Hermione sat inside the warmth of the flat, the more exhausted she became. She wanted nothing more than to lay down on the sofa and sleep. Maybe, if she was really persuasive, she could talk Alecto into letting her stay for a night or two. Somehow, she got the feeling that she wouldn't be betrayed unless under specific orders from their master. There were always loopholes to exploit.