During the chill grey of dawn, while mist was stealing quietly over the grounds of Hogwarts, two determined women set forth in opposite directions. Hermione wrapped a scarf around her throat and Disillusioned herself as she crept away from her husband, saying a silent goodbye and pressing a kiss against his forehead. Alecto Carrow hunkered down on the landing of the stairs leading to the seventh floor, perturbed by the blank stretch of wall that seemed almost...suspicious. 