It really wasn't her fault that after half an hour of attempting to hail a cab and asking strangers for a ride that she still couldn't get to the hospital.
The address was one she had never heard of - let alone visited – therefore, ruling out her option of Apparating there.
Hermione couldn't Floo to the hospital either – the place was Muggle.
She was sobbing now as she sat on the stairs leading up to her office building, her head buried in her hands as rain pattered around and on her.
Her father was dying and she couldn't say goodbye.