The dream came to an abrupt halt at the sound at a knock on her bedroom door. Her eyes shot open, gasping as she took a grasp at reality and tried to shove the memory of the dream to the back of her mind. She sat up in her bed, a dull ache between her thighs she nearly sneered at as she threw the covers off of her. Before she could get to her feet, the door opened and in came the same house elf from the other day. In his hand was a tray of covered food. After setting it down on her table, he headed for the bathroom where she guessed he’d be drawing her a new bath.