Hermione G. only just gets her bearings before the lift doors open. Memories of the last time she existed flash through her mind: arriving to find the department empty; searching frantically for any sign of Draco M. or Percy W.; feeling the aches and pains in her body from childbirth; beating down the locked doors until her fists were throbbing; scribbling a letter to her other self and hoping it would make it to the outside world – she’s about to find out if it did. 