The Hirani twins laughed. Hermione eased free from Susan's bear hug and looked longingly at the pentagram. It was still glowing, which was odd. It didn't usually last this long. Something stirred in her chest as she looked at it, but she couldn't quite put a name to the sensation. But something was warming her. It was probably the wine, for she'd had nigh on half a bottle already and it was making her a little giddy. It was escapist and oh how she needed to escape.