After too much time cooped up in her tent with no promises of anything changing any time soon. Hermione forced herself outside when the sun had gone down. With the gradual increasing of temperatures, more and more residents were taking advantage of the outdoors. Months stuck inside their homes while winter raged outside made everyone anxious for some fresh air. She was no different. Except for the fact that she waited until the village was quiet and more were already snuggled up in their warm beds. It was easier that way, less awkward.