It was a question that none of them had the answer to. Deciding it was too late to stay up any longer, Antonin suggested they all try to get some sleep. Annoyed that she didn't have her pajamas with her upstairs to change into, Hermione kicked her shoes off and climbed under the covers of their bed with a grumpy expression on her face. How could one horrible woman like Alecto bring so much discomfort and aggravation everywhere she went? She was still trying to come to terms with the fact that their friendship had been a complete lie from the very beginning. They'd shared so many late nights where they sat up talking about everything. Alecto was one of the first women that ever wanted to be Hermione's friend. Perhaps that should've been a sign that something was amiss.