Hermione had known she had received a new housemate, but she hadn't really thought much of it. Whoever it was, they couldn't really be worse than Bellatrix Lestrange. When she walked into the house after work on Tuesday, she knew that someone was milling about.
She hung up her coat in the closet and took off her winter boots before going any further into the house. There as no point in tracking snow everywhere. She wandered into the kitchen to make herself some hot cocoa, stopping at the door to the kitchen when she saw there was somebody already in there. "Hello," she said.