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Originally Posted by
DanialRadFAN01 
As Chris lay there uncounsious on the hospital bed, he felt a warm and tingling sensation, as the potion the Healer was administering him, went down his thoat burning slightly.
He caughed a few times and after a minute or so, his eyelids twitched and then the Prefects left eye flickered open. "Gahh...uuhhhh." he said as he reached his hand to touch his forehead. "Ouchhh!!!" he yelled. He went to sit up and see what was going on but he felt a blinding pain in his head and fell back against the pillow.
Wait, pillow? Where was he? The last thing he remebered was flying on the Quidditch Pitch, for it being Gryffindor's practice night, and he was just about to hit an oncoming bludger, saw something gold fly past his face and then he couldnt remember anything else.
Once the potion was successfully down, Gabriella stood by and silently waited for any sign of revival. A few seconds ticked by with absolutely no indications whatsoever. For a moment, Gabriella feared the potion hadn't affected Chris at all.
So it was no surprise when Gabriella found herself more than just a little startled at the sound of Chris's loud exclamation. She hadn't been prepared for that one at all. Taking a deep breath and putting her hand over her heart, Gabriella said,
"Hospital Wing, Mr. Potter. You were hit with a bludger during Quidditch." "I can give one additional potion for pain, but I'm afraid the rest of your healing will rely on lots of bed rest," she said. Rummaging through her potions cabinet, Gabriella retrieved a phial of said potion as passed it to Chris.
"Drink up," she instructed.