As she sat in the box and soothed herself, thumbs brushing up and down her forearms, clasped around her, Hermione hummed along to any song she could remember. She was determined to stay away, to not wake in the darkness again. She began to shake after several hours passed, the adrenaline leaving her system. She grit her teeth against the shaking of her body and wrapped her arms tightly around herself, willing the shaking to stop. It wasn’t until nearly an hour later that the shaking finally dissipated, and Hermione found herself fighting sleep once again.