Hermione had no idea how long she stood there, but at some point, the light in the room began to change, signaling that sunset was approaching. Knowing that she couldn't stay here staring at the empty crib, pale pink blankets, and toys for the rest of the evening, Hermione wiped the tears from her face that she didn't even realize she was crying and backed out of the room. Gently closing the door, she placed both her palms and her forehead against it. Silently, she vowed she would never again do something that could endanger herself, her daughter, or anyone in the Wizarding world like she had done just days ago. That was simply not who she was. She needed to be better than this.