Draco opened eyes to see white ceiling and he groaned. He didn't remember much of the last few hours, but he knew the hospital wing when he saw it. He could hear the low voices of his head of house and what sounded like Blaise, and....Potter? That couldn't be right, could it? He tried to think back on the night before, to remember anything that had happened, but he couldn't. He tried to sit up, but his body screamed at him and he groaned, getting the attention of the people in the room.