She kept walking to Devon with no clearer idea of what she was going to do when she got there. With less than a hundred kilometers to go, she wasn't really in any rush anyway. If she continued on towards the Resistance, she might very well be marching straight into a trap. Trusting Malfoy's motives could put her in a precarious position. It didn't matter that he had tracked her down multiple times since the beginning of the year and she spent several days alone with him in a tent. She still wasn't sure if she could trust him.