"Here I thought Potter had finally managed to get himself killed by being  reckless , surely his luck must run out at some point, yeah? And yet... " Malfoy trailed off with a sigh.  "I’m the one in a hospital bed." With a wave of his wand, Theo adjusted the hospital bed to bring Malfoy into a seated position. Reopening his eyes, he scanned the worried faces of the people gathered in the room, his steel-grey eyes locking on Theo’s. "What’s the damage this time?"