Every muscle in her body was sore from being tensed. Hermione laid back down in her bunk, hoping that she would be able to relax enough to fall back asleep. Regardless of the time, she wasn't ready to get up just yet to face the prospect of another day. She forced herself to take several deep breaths. Maybe if she fell asleep again her mind would stop turning. Maybe she could figure out what was real and what wasn't.