"Mione, you had extensive injuries. You had a brain bleed, two broken bones along with your hand and multiple bruises. And a cut on your cheek. They put you in a magical coma so your brain could heal. Draco’s been here every day. He never left you." She looked away, the red of her friend’s hair suddenly too much to handle. The blood on her hands had been cleaned off, but she could feel the weight of it on her, the stickiness and coppery smell.