Severus sighed. Looking around her, Hermione noticed that she was in the hall coat closet just below her bedroom. "We are still in Number 12 Grimmauld Place?" Her words were a whispered hiss.
He shrugged. "A little known loophole."
"Severus!"
"Hermione, calm down. There's nothing wrong here. No one will guess until it's too late and by then I'll be long gone."
Her eyebrows rose as she questioned him, "You'll be long gone?"
"I'm not stupid enough to stick around," he scoffed looking offended.
"I'm not going with you?" She hadn't wanted to actually ask the question.
"No, you're not."