She clutched her charmed beaded purse, which held her wand, giving it a pat to ensure that the wooden extension of herself was still where she left it not five minutes ago. She could feel her heart pounding roughly in her chest as she took deep breaths, hoping to steady herself and force her heart into submission. The calming draught she took early seemed to provide no relief. She knew that if it did not calm down, she would give herself away instantly.