Nausea and vomiting were hardly signs of death. Rather it was just a side effect of the potion they had given her. Which was nothing to worry about... but it was unpleasant nonetheless. And the blonde girl couldn't seem to make it stop right away.

Even as Sam cleared the vomit away the Gryffindor was able to turn and aim her stomach contents elsewhere. After a few more times she finally felt it all subsiding. Her head hurt, but other than that, she felt somewhat better. About her health anyway, not about the fact that she had just covered her best friend in vomit. "So sorry, Sam. Just. Stomach. Ugh." The girl leaned forward and put her head on her knees, kind of doubling in on herself. That felt nice at least. She could surely get herself to the hospital wing after a few minutes of this... maybe. Perhaps.

And that shouting coming from nearby was NOT ideal. Not with her head splitting like it was. Covering her ears with her hands she shifted her shoulders to and fro a bit to get the jacket how she wanted it.

Was it over yet?