She wondered where the wizard had been. Days had gone by since she'd last been graced with his presence. His position within the ranks of the Death Eaters meant that he was almost always on the move. Like those fugitives he was ordered to track, he rarely stayed in the same place for more than a few hours at a time. Still, she hadn't expected him to all but abandon her after gifting her the cloaked tent. When she found a St. Bernard walking through the village one evening, she rushed out to speak to him, to ask him where his nephew had been. Rodolphus snubbed her instead of meeting her in private to answer her questions. Hermione thought it unlikely that she would get her former ally on her side anytime soon. Their past was clearly in the past.