Which was quite the miracle in itself, as thought was beyond any of her powers just now. She simply floated there, in and out of her body at once, dizzy but mindlessly contented. She noticed that sound had left the room, and motion, too. That swirling magic, like a fierce breeze, seemed to have dissipated into the background, and Hermione wondered idly where it had gone, but she was too light-headed to really be too bothered by it.