Hermione had no idea how long she slept, but she slept profoundly and dreamlessly. When she awoke, she turned slightly before registering where she was. A soft warmth suffused the area just above her collarbones and she knew he was nearby. Sure enough, when she looked to the other side she found that he was still in the bed beside her, his eyes slowly focusing on hers and giving her the distinct impression that she’d woken him up with her movement. She smiled as she stretched and yawned, feeling as if she had just had the best rest in her life. "Hello," she murmured quietly.