Draco was close at her side, a constant presence, and although she had to watch where she placed her feet on the rough ground and couldn't spare a glance at him, just knowing he was there was enough. She stumbled along with everyone, and despite the goblin's short stature he could move at quite a brisk pace, and in the dark with only their lumos charms to light the path, she nearly fell several times, either Draco or Ron grabbing her arm and yanking her upright each time. Harry was ahead of them keeping pace beside the goblin, and his head jerked around like he was scenting the air, a vibrating anticipation to him.