Her fingertips brushed the cool metal of the chain she stole from Draco Malfoy's flat. When she took it out of his book, she never planned on actually using it to cast the tracking spell. It simply provided her with the security that she could if she wanted to. Curiosity might indeed one day kill her just as well as the damned proverbial cat. There were many questions she wanted to ask the tracker about his relationship with her husband. At the time she discovered they were working together, she didn't want to hear his explanation. No doubt it would be partial truth riddled with outright lies. With a much cooler head as time passed, she was sure that she could at least listen to what Draco had to say for himself. Just because she listened didn't mean she had to believe him.