Sunlight filtered in through the window. Hermione could barely focus on the words anymore, and she certainly wasn’t gleaning any useful knowledge from them. It was well into the morning, and Hermione wasn’t used to pulling all-nighters like she once could. She replaced the books exactly where she'd found them (she missed her magic) and stumbled her way to the Common Room. Now being far too tired to recall the past, Hermione collapsed onto a couch and immediately was dead to the world.