Somehow she managed to fall asleep while she was waiting for Antonin to return to their temporary home. Apparently waiting up long enough made even the most proficient worrier sleepy at some point. The gentle shaking of the mattress as Antonin climbed in beside her woke Hermione out of a series of ever-more increasingly disturbing dreams. Was there ever a time when she was able to sleep comfortably without fear of nightmares? It seemed too long ago in the past to remember.