A day. Well, given what had happened, a day didn't really surprise her. It could have been worse. A day wasn't bad, if she had of woken up, she probably would have staid in bed all day anyway. So that she could deal with.
There were many things she wanted. She wanted her mom. She wanted her mom to huge her and tell her it was going to be okay. She wanted her dad to threaten everyone and everything under the sun, even if he didn't act on it, she still liked to know he'd take down anyone to make sure she was okay. She wanted to see her little brother. She wanted their Grandmothers cooking and to be at the Burrow, playing some Quidditch.
"Water?" she asked, tilting her head up slightly. Luckily that was easy and just in the fridge in the kitchen, not half way around the country. Now that he was here, she didn't really want to be alone.