Dana lay in a hopital wing bed. She didn't even know how she got there that it frightened her when she opened her eyes and looked around. Everything was fuzzy. She blinked a few times and the room came into focus. Then she remembered the incident with that one Slytherin. She stared up at the ceiling wondering if anyone even knew she was gone. She used her hand to rub her throbbing head, and when she did, noticed there was a gauze type thing on the back of her head where she hit it. She thought she was fine so she started to get up but almost as soon as she did that layed back down again. The world seemed to spin if she stood up. Maybe she could just stay for a little while longer.