As a fugitive always searching for safe places to sleep, Hermione learned to take advantage of a warm bed when she had the chance. A small hotel on the outskirts of the city temporarily closed for renovations provided an opportunity she hadn't expected. No one seemed too worried about ensuring that all of the doors to the building were locked. Of course, considering there was a large hole in the side of one wall covered only in a thick sheet of plastic, maybe they assumed that anyone who wanted inside would get in regardless of whether or not the exterior doors were all latched. She quietly slipped in the building, climbed the stairs to the uppermost floor, and discovered a room that hadn't yet been touched at the very end of the corridor.