It was mid-March before Harry and Ron were able to persuade Hermione away from her N.E.W.T. study guides to go into Hogsmeade.  She’d given in with a grimace, one less meant for them and more meant for Draco across the common room who’d watched her be worn down.  He subtly waved her off and she knew she was forgiven.  Hermione had to admit, it would be nice, as long as they let her slip into Tomes and Scrolls for a few minutes.