Or maybe a small bird being watched by a cat. It was an odd feeling that kept her on edge near him. She tried to set her mind to how long she had felt this horribly. And only could go back to the department of mysteries. Where she had been struck by the spell. It was easy to forget during the panic and search. It had been lingering in the back of her head but never truly evident until now. Until she had rest. If only she had something more than books to distract herself. Ron would make for a good one, they had only done it once and while it wasn't great, she assumed it was because it was her first time. She finished herself off as Ron drifted off to sleep which was good enough for her. 