When the last of the potion disappeared from the vial, Daisy finally turned to Blaise. "Mister Blaise should be going back to sleep. Miss isn't waking up tonight." He just shook his head, eyes on Hermione's face. Despite the potion, which he knew had relaxation properties, her brow was furrowed, as though she was working through a difficult problem. "I'll stay. Get some rest, Daisy. Thank you for helping her." The elf nodded before disappearing with a soft pop, leaving Blaise alone with the unconscious Hermione. Despite Susan's assurances that Hermione wasn't in a coma, she hadn't woken up. Other than screaming the entire Manor awake every couple of days, she hadn't made a sound, hadn't opened her eyes, hadn't moved.