Alani pressed her hand against two of her ribs that were sticking out of her body, she closed her eyes as she shoved them back into her body, she then pinched together the broken parts of her skin. "Burn them together again." she asked Pomfrey, her skin was melted together, she did the same thing with her stab wounds. "My shoulders fine, I can fix it on my own." Alani said as she bandaged up her own stomach. "Look after Harry, I have somewhere I need to be." She stood up and looked down at her bloody hospital bed, she pulled her torn shirt on. "Absolutely not, you shouldn't even be able to move! Tell me how you are able to move!" Pomfrey demanded an answer, Alani stayed silent as she wiped a wet towel across her face, clearing away some of her blood, her cut across her face was going to leave a scar. "Fine... Can you two tell me just what on earth has happened to her? Why is she missing limbs? Why is she covered in so many burns and scars?" Pomfrey asked Artemas and Mattheo.