Remaining in bed for another half an hour, Hermione found herself unable to fall back to sleep. Instead, she played out scenario after scenario in her mind, wishing desperately that the night of Blaise's death had happened differently. She knew there was no going back, that what was done was done and Blaise had passed from this realm forevermore. It made her heart ache remembering all the beautiful, magical moments the two of them had shared alone, and with Theo, over the years. They were nothing but memories now, memories that brought tears to her eyes and made each day a little bit darker.