Hermione hit the sandy ground hard and tumbled to her knees ungracefully, the wrenching feeling behind her bellybutton fading. She was on all fours, and her tears dripped on the backs of her hands and on the ground, her whole body trembling. She could hear Harry calling Dobby’s name, fear and anguish in his voice, but she couldn’t focus on it, the world slipping into chaos. Was she safe? Were they away?