Hermione woke up the next day in her own room in the club. He must have carried her back after she passed out. She was sore in all the right places and felt an overwhelming sense of peace. She floo’d home to have a shower and get dressed. With grim realisation she realised she owned one skirt and one skirt only. Sighing she owled Ginny to ask if she’d go shopping with her tomorrow. She didn’t have anywhere near enough skirts or for that matter underwear.