Hermione groans, staring at herself on the mirror for a moment as she pushes her sweat damp hair off her forehead with her wrist. She looks like hell. She fills up a tumbler of water at the bathroom tap, and then wets her hand beneath the flow, swiping her palm over her face. The cool wetness wakes her up a little, but doesn't help her feel any better. It's four am, three nights after the day that Voldemort made her torture Malfoy, and she hasn't slept more than a couple of hours in the time since.