The curious glances from all the Slytherins as she strode purposefully through the chill of the dungeon halls were met with a wave of magic rolling off her. She couldn’t see them. They weren’t important. She knew though, how school gossip worked. Rumours of Hermione Granger strolling through the dungeons in the direction of the Slytherin Common Room would be flying around by tomorrow morning. If not tonight at dinner.