When her tired eyes opened on Thursday morning, she was half-tempted to just close them again and burrow back under the covers. She knew that the potion she drank was one of the ones that kept her asleep for well over a day. Her husband only gave her those when she was terribly upset. The others, like the one Augustus slipped into her tea, were milder and the effects didn't last nearly as long. Knowing that she couldn't hide away in bed for the rest of her life, no matter how long or short it turned out to be, she stretched her entire body and rose to prepare for the day.