Lasca groaned. Was that someone talking to her? Glancing up with watery eyes she recognized the nurse. With a supreme effort she tried to remember how she had come by the injury. "Potions class. Peeves the Poltergeist messing with groundskeeper. Another student threw her cauldron at him, but was going to hit the Headmaster. I think I jumped in front of it, it hit me in the back of the head. I don't remember much." While she was glad she remembered that much, she was rewarded with another stab of pain.

A startled cry escaped the young Ravenclaw as her head felt like it was going to explode. She clutched at her head and more tears burst from her eyes. She leaned back into Damian's shoulder. Goddess make it stop! The room was going black again.