She wished it were over and done with, and they were safely back at the Godric's Hollow house. She still felt queasy – whether from fear or the lingering after-effects of the long-distance apparition she didn't know, but Merlin, it made it harder to concentrate and keep control of her welling unease. She had to stay sharp, had to keep it together. This should be simple. She didn't feel like it would be, though, somehow. Her wand was out and held very tightly in her hand, which was clammy with fear sweat. And then they were at Building C, and as they approached the heavy steel door swung open, right on time, and a thin, scruffy looking man stuck his head out, looking around dazedly. Hermione stumbled along behind Remus and they all slipped past the Imperiused scientist into the hallway he stood in, as he held the door open for them.