Hermione jolted upright, confused and disoriented. She was in her bed, at Nott Manor, though she couldn't remember how she'd gotten there. She brought a hand up to push the hair out of her face and felt the faint tug of something in her arm. Looking down, she was momentarily adrift in an ocean of deja vu before she felt a particularly potent bolt of electricity shoot from her spine, all the way down her legs, to the tips of her toes. The force of it caused her to careen out of bed, the IV in her arm ripping out as she staggered into a dresser.