Grant slept for several hours, in a dreamless state. It was an oddly peaceful sleep, considering the circumstances he found himself in lately. He awoke with a start as the first strains of light filtered through the windows across from the bed where he and Sabrina slept. Oh god, he thought, Madam Pomfrey is going to be around to check on us any minute.
Shaking Sabrina's shoulder slightly with his free hand, Grant whispered, "Sabrina, wake up."