Hermione jerked awake abruptly, grimacing as Crookshanks stabbed his claws into her thigh, where he was padding around in her lap and trying to find a comfy spot. She quickly brushed the cobwebs from her head and checked on Harry ... but he was still the same. Motionless, as close to lifeless as Hermione had ever seen anyone ... and just as unresponsive as he'd been since they'd brought him up here from his Ritual Chamber.