A locked door has never stopped her before, and there is nothing quite like being told that you shouldn't peek behind a door for fear of consequences to make Hermione wish she could do exactly that.

But - a big one - she is trying very hard to be pragmatic here, and stay within the allowed confines of the lighthouse. Everything about this tower feels ominous, spooky, and if she wants to keep her wits about her, she should definitely try to not step out of line.

Right? Right.

Except right now she is creeping her way up towards the eleventh floor, determined to at the very least understand what the door is all about.

She is stopped from that, however, by the fact that a familiar figure is sitting on the stairwell, looking shaken. Oh, dear... She takes a breath, and tries to approach:

"Wrathi-oh, okay, you're grabbing."