Five years have passed since the war. Hermione awakens in a hospital bed. She has been here before. This is Hermione's eleventh admission for her crippling eating disorder- she tries to stay out of hospital, but she can't. She tries to eat- but she can't. Her memories stick in her throat, she cant get the food past them. She is sick of being in hospital- The muggle counsellors can't help her. She can't tell them what is causing her so much pain. But at least she's not as bad as the person screaming down the hall- the one crying out in agony. The one who insists he is burning.