"Where am I?" She asked while slowly sitting up. She saw fluffy white cotton beneath her and noticed it was a bed of misty clouds. Hermione looked up and took a glance of the bright full moon and blinking stars scattered in the dark black sky. She stood up, and as she did so, she saw a figure slowly gliding towards her. "Ron?" She asked. She saw his sleek red hair and ran in slow motion towards him and tried to leap into his arms. Before she got close enough, the handsome figure evaporated and she fell down for miles, which seemed like and eternity and then... it all went black.

Hermione woke up on the floor, wrapped in her sheets, again for the third time this week. She then quickly jumped up and threw on her outfit and ran downstairs to greet her friends Harry and Ron.