When the sun was up and the potion's effects wore off, she still didn't want to get up. It hurt her pride to admit even to herself that she was terrified. She was afraid of what would happen next. All of her planning and preparations had been for nothing because she made one silly, stupid mistake. Once upon a time her mind was well-ordered. How else could she have gotten to all of her lessons in her third year? Of course she was perpetually exhausted that year and never felt like she was ever doing her best work, but still, she was able to keep her grueling schedule in order.