When Hermione woke again there was a bright light shining above her, casting red shadows behind her lids. There was a sharp, clinical smell to the air, and she knew she was at St. Mungo’s. Squinting, she ran her gaze across the room and spotted Ginny sitting in a chair by the window. She tried to speak but nothing came out of her mouth. She cleared her throat and tried again. Ginny’s head spun towards her and was at her bedside, grabbing her hand in seconds.