Finding no suitable weapon, Hermione peered out the window to judge the possibility of being able to escape that way. Three floors down to hard pavement was an option she didn't care for, but in a pinch, she would take her chances. A quick tug on the window proved that wouldn't be a possibility. Only magic or one of those power drills would get the casement opened. She was trapped. Her only hope at that point was that the men wouldn't enter the room. Hating herself for the weakness she was forced to endure, she crouched down in the dark bathroom out of sight of the door.