Setting: Hospital Wing
So the drugs had worn off a bit. I still wasn't in tip top shape or anything. Actually, I was a mess. But at least I could think somewhat clearly.
Fuck, I did not want Fabian to come here and see me like this. I didn't want anyone to see me like this, but especially not him. I groaned and put my scroll down on the bedside table, debating whether or not to just go to sleep again. God, I was an idiot. Thinking a Slytherin would fight fair. It was ridiculous. I don't even know what half of the curses that she used on me were. Not to mention I was dangling upside down in the air without a wand. I yawned and waited for the inevitable visitors that would surely find their way here. It was nice to be loved, really. But it wasn't a great feeling to know that you were the reason someone was upset.