Hannah had seen Headmaster Dumbledore make his way to the antechamber... and watched as her best friend left her side almost immediately to join him. Perhaps she should wait awhile. She was nervous, unsure of herself and this situation. It was an ongoing problem, being tossed back into the past and all.
Running a hand through her hair, she took a breath, remembering that Draco had said not to be unsure of herself. It wouldn't help matters. Time to be brave.
Standing, she made her way to the antechamber, tucking her hair behind her ear and stepping into the room. It was obvious in the way she fidgeted slightly that she was nervous, but she swallowed it down and made her way to one of the armchairs, sitting straight-backed but with her legs drawn up indian style.