Still laying in the floor, her eyes pressed tight, Sutton softly shook her head side to side to say that she shouldn't sit up, but then she heard a familiar voice that filled her with warm fuzzies and brought back some sense to her confused and throbbing head.

Her eyes fluttering back open, she searched the worried faces around her and found him, "Logan?"

Yep, she was dead. Otherwise, why would Logan conveniently show up next to her just when she needed him?

Wait, the Headmistress had said ALMOST died, so she wasn't actually dead. Logan was just... convenient. Yes... that was... making no sense in her head right now, but nothing did.

"I think I'm fine, Headmistress, really." She said with a smile as she made another attempt to sit up. Turning to the other Hufflepuff girls standing there, she asked, "Do you want me to help?" And then, losing her balance... while still sitting somehow, she fell over, right into Logan.

With a weak attempt at a smile and laugh through her dizziness, "See, Logan, this is why you always have to be here when I fall... so you can catch me..." Her eyes began to flutter closed again as the room swam.