As I sat up slowly from the hard metal table, my head hurts like a mofo and everything was super blurry. I kinda drifted back of to sleep for a couple hours and when I woke up again, I swear I was dreaming. Right in front of me was Harry with flowers and a balloon saying, "Get Well Soon." Wow, I thought, blinking rapidly. I leaned forward to touch him to see if he was real, and my finger tips lightly brushed against his six pack. Oh my dear god. I've died and gone to heaven! I reached behind me to see if I had wings, how stereotypical am I, only to feel my pointy shoulder blades.

Harry stood up and handed me the bundle of flowers and the balloon. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Y-yes," I replied. "Look, since I'm kinda a little dazed right now, I mind as well tell you something.." But right before I could say anything, I crashed right back down with no reply.

Notes

Sorry this ones short lol . I'm tired. I'll write more tomorrow though!