The morning crawled on into the afternoon. Lucio finished with his lessons and was escorted down to sit for Martin with Pansy and Luna chaperoning. Neville was stuck with Draco. And George was still off somewhere. Hermione wondered what he did when he wasn’t at the manor or on a mission--did he have a partner somewhere he visited in secret? Did he ever go back to the Burrow? Where had he lived before Draco made him take up residence in the manor? It was none of her business, but Hermione couldn’t help herself. George had become an enigma--even more so than when his twin had been alive and the two had always been plotting.