Once outside the protective wards that housed the Domina's headquarters, Hermione apparated directly into her flat. For almost all of the next three hours, Hermione sorted, summoned, shoved and packed away everything she couldn’t afford to leave behind. The process was grueling - not because she had collected a huge array of personal items that she couldn't part with, but because she couldn't leave behind a shred of evidence, of DNA for the Domina to collect. After casting a Scourgify over every surface, including the ceiling, Hermione deemed herself satisfied. She sat her nearly-bursting expanded bags by the fireplace in the living room, now devoid of anything personal, and walked down the hall to her flatmate’s room.