Sneaking out of a strange flat in the wee hours of the morning was easier said than done. Hermione had enjoyed her evening and appreciated that the Muggle hadn't been in any hurry to kick her out of his warm home when they were too tired for another round between his sheets. It had even been kind of nice laying in the comfortable bed with a warm, masculine body spooned up behind hers. She wasn't sure the last time she had enjoyed that simple pleasure.