Dominic had assumed Dora wasn't exactly riding around in cars every day, and if anything was more surprised she'd been in one at all. "Don't worry," he told her, "it's not a souped-up sports car or anything, and we won't go too fast." He patted the pocket of his jeans to make absolutely sure the car keys were in there - they were - and then offered her a hand.
"You okay with me apparating us there?" he asked. "I keep the car in a muggle garage so there's no floo, and I'm guessing you don't know the area."