They walked around the fringes of the village in silence for several minutes. It was strangely comforting not being alone. Hermione tried to push any thoughts about the wizard out of her head that were problematic, but a few still lingered. If she allowed him to get closer, maybe they could one day become actual friends. She had so few of those. And certainly none that understood a bit of where she was coming from and were still willing to speak to her.