Hermione nodded. She had faith in McGonagall. She had to have, because the three of them had things to worry about that were more important than the school - callously, more important even than their friends there. If Harry wasn't successful, it would be much worse - so much bigger than all of that.
"Are you cold?" She asked after a moment, softening a little - Harry not letting go of the horcrux at all was at least making it a little easier the last few days. "You can have your jacket if you want it..."