That was easier said than done, and she shrugged him off as Ron placed his hands on her shoulders. "What's the Ministry going to do?" she questioned him. It was just a journal entry; an idea. They could do about as much with that as they could with Pansy chatting to the other Lestrange.
"I can't sleep now," Hermione was quick to inform him. "My mind is working a mile a minute, for all the good it's doing me." She pushed the map away, having not touched it in at least an hour.