Remarkably, it was mostly intact, although Hermione suspected it had been uninhabited for many years now. The lawn was overrun and waist-high. Some of the windows were open, and just thinking about how long they had been that way, letting in the elements over time to destroy and wear at everything inside made her heart sink. There was a desolate look to the place that made her shudder to remember all the happy times she had spent there once.