The sound of a soft voice calling out her name jarred Hermione out of a deep sleep. Rubbing her eyes, she sat up in bed to see what the commotion was about. None of the lamps were lit inside the tent. They weren't needed before she fell asleep again. At some point in the midst of her relentless self-pity, she'd managed to sleep away the entire day. Darkness had fallen outside. Realizing what time it was, the reason for her guest became clear.