"Probably for the best," Pansy supplied, surprising Hermione with her answer. "Thoros, well, I don’t think I have to remind you what the madman is capable of. Now, Emmy," Pansy called, and her little elf quickly appeared from thin air, not making a sound. Hermione could only assume that she’d been disillusioned as she knew Dobby would always make a pop when called. "I need you to get more supplies. Go into the attic at home, there should be a trunk with baby clothes and other items we'll need.  I'm sure mother will not notice them missing."   