Hermione stared up at the ceiling above her bed as she clutching at her stomach. It had pained her all throughout the night relentlessly. And now, finally, the throbbing sensations seemed to be subsiding.
And just in time, too, seeing as class started in a half an hour.
But as she stared upward, she felt confusion setting in. For some reason, she couldn't seem to remember anything that had happened the past week. In fact, the last thing she could remember was working on a potion and taking it.
Gasping, Hermione sat up quickly, wondering what it was that she had done to herself. Throwing away her covers, she scrambled out of bed to get dressed. Minutes later, she dashed out of her dorm, looking for someone to talk to.