The further Hermione ventured the more inquisitive she became
Why has always been one of her most favoured words.
The woods were whispering to her, she felt fearful but yet was driven to go deeper and deeper into the woods, she needed to find out what exactly the trees were saying. There were plenty of eyes upon her, her dog did not leave her side.
Eventually she came across a gate and beyond the gate the woods appeared to become lighter, she felt compelled to drag open the rusting gate upon and break another boundary by crossing the line and going through, what was in the apparent clearing? The air was becoming cooler.