Hermione woke up alone in bed sometime in mid-morning. A simple glance at the clock on her bedside table would have told her exactly what time, but she didn't have the energy to turn her head. Not just yet. The dose of the damned strawberry-flavored potion she took the day before when they returned from visiting her parents was a bit heavier than she expected. It would take a little bit of time for the effects to wear off once she woke up. No doubt Antonin assumed she was more agitated and confused than usual.