Word had come in the time she’d been gone about another victim going missing. Harry, it would seem, had managed to snag his quarry and she did have to hand it to him for his choice. Keeping with the Ripper’s MO, he’d packaged her clothing up and sent it along to her next of kin, or in this case, her employer. Word would reach the general population soon, and Hermione didn’t want to be in public when it hit. Neville at least would know her feelings about this particular witch and would want to talk with her. It would be better if their affair was the focus of everyone’s attention before that.