"Hermione," She knew who it was, the only snake who called her by her given name. "Would you be willing to have another vial? You can say no, but I promise it will help."Her body felt much better than it had when she’d closed her eyes. The sunlight had faded significantly, and the room was warmer, likely due to the fire crackling near her, floating over the coffee table that Daphne leaned against.