Nothing would entice Hermione to cross over the boundaries of the estate. She remained outside of the gates out of fear that her presence would be noted. If she could avoid stepping foot on that estate for the rest of her life, she would. Nothing good would come of it. Finding a large hedge that she could hide behind and wait for Draco to leave, she found herself growing gradually calmer and more relaxed. There was no reason to be afraid. What was the absolute worst that could happen to her? She could die? Even that didn't sound that terrible and it was certainly what she deserved.