A relieved smile crossed her face as someone shouted that the Death Eaters were retreating, though Hermione didn't let her guard down until she looked around herself and found the place clear.
There were quite a few bodies scattered across the floor, though she knew only a number of them were dead. The fallen seemed to largely be made up of those wearing masks and cloaks, but she was aware that there could be some of their own.
Finding Ron was her first priority though, and she met him somewhere in the middle, not wanting to let go when he hugged her.
"It is a mess," she agreed, glancing around again. "But for the most part, I don't think it's ours."