Hermione’s screams and pleading still rang in their heads as they tried to sleep. Hermione surprisingly was able to get to sleep quickly - moreso passing out. She was exhausted in every sense of the word. The boys however, no, no they had to lay awake in the night and ruminate, thinking about what they did to their bestfriend of 6 years. Both the boys hoped that the other would say something, any type of words of comfort, rationalization, something to make the pit of guilt and disgust lessen in the pit of their stomachs.