Hermione waited anxiously until she caught sight of him. She relaxed slightly when she saw him. She wanted to hug him for what he did but she refrained and just said, "That was so awesome of you. I'm really sorry. We still don't even know who your dad is..." Nervously she ran a hand through her loosened hair and then again, tucking it behind her ear. Then she looked nervously at the house and started walking away from it fast, very conscious of the stolen property in her pocket. 

After walking for a couple of minutes she glanced at Paul. "Wow, he really let you keep that relic. Impressive. But..." her mind flashed to Chiron's story. "It's dangerous right? It's wielders die tragic deaths..." 

She slowed and then stopped walking. She looked at him. "Paul, I--" she bit her lip and then started again. "Jeez. I just couldn't STAND it if this crazy date idea of mine lead to even more trouble for you!" She started pacing. "I really just thought it would be kinda cool and harmless..." She explained. Then she turned away and walked off a bit. "Ugh, why can't I ever leave well enough alone?" Her hands clenched and unclenched futilely with nerves.