It had been… it had been a week. Quite a long one, even considering you had just spent a day and a half passed out in Madame Pomfery’s infirmary. Quite a week given the end. Magical exhaustion and a concussion made it quite annoying… to the point you briefly wondered where you were… no of course. The greatest school of magic to ever exist. Naturally you were at Hogwarts, it was only early summer. Why would you be anywhere else?

When the aging healer finally finished checking you out, examined your eyes, inspected the bandages on your arms and chest… she brought out your robes, ones now cleaned of all the blood and grime they previously were stained with. The inner lining… a familiar and soothing color. A shade you had become quite familiar with during your 5 years of study at the best wizarding school in the world. You had to blink, when she sat them next to you… it took a moment to recall the words for how the inner lining looked…

>They were a deep blue and made you deeply wish to head into the library, find a book that could help make sense of what happened; ignore the great discomfort sitting in your chest.

>A dark emerald greeted you once more like a friend. A very conniving friend… but yours all the same. One that needed their minions- no, friends and sister safe and sound.

>Soft yellow was there and the first thing on your mind was what happened to the others, to the point you almost tried to flee the room to find them.

>Red trimmed, crimson, like the blood you had spilled. A color that made you almost frantically claw at the nightstand to recover your wand.