She needed to get out of Draco's flat if she wanted to breathe normally again. Every second she was there she felt a choking in her throat, a heaviness in her heart, and a clenching in her guts. Ensuring that everything she owned was still inside her beaded bag, Hermione left sometime around mid-morning. Draco wasn't even home to watch her leave or to demand she tell him where she was going. Maybe it was easier for him if he avoided her as well. With her destination in mind, she Disapparated away from Draco's building to a much less fashionable section of the city.