Besides, if anything happened it would only take a split-second to cast a bubblehead charm Hermione told herself as the door to the stairs swung open, and she went down close behind Viktor, Draco following her silently as a cat, the only indication of his presence the feel of his hand resting light and comforting on her shoulder. They would be fine, she told herself, stomach cramping with queasiness and fear and heartbeat irrationally refusing to slow. Yuri stopped in front of a door and went through the procedure to access it, and then pushed it open with no little effort, grunting as he did so. Hermione followed the others into a room lit by a naked fluorescent bulb, and Kiam shut the door behind them, and one by one they all released their disillusionment charms and holstered their wands with sighs of relief.