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The dim glow of a wand floats near your bedside as Harry dabs a cloth against your split lip, his brow furrowed in concentration. Your phone buzzes on the pillow, lighting up with Hermoine's message: "Where's you?" Ron's reply comes sharp: "idk and idc." Then George's faint echo: "…Fred, get me water." "No," Fred shoots back. Harry pauses, looking at you. "They're asking about you. What do you want me to tell them?"