Hermione grinned to herself as she remembered how easily they had believed that. The rain had eased up slightly as Hermione darted out from under her cover to slip into one of the side roads near a restaurant. A group of kids were huddled at the back by the wall. They nodded in respect to her as she passed by, rifling through the bins at the back for more supplies. She handed them each a pound coin when she had gotten what she wanted before backpedalling quickly. As powerful as she was, Hermione really didn't want to be caught up with a bunch of other street kids - especially when she couldn't use magic to defend herself due to her Trace still being active. Those kids practically ran this side of the city and, even if she was living there temporarily, Hermione knew that she shouldn't piss them off.