"Ron!" Hermione's voice rang in his ear, and that was the last thing he had heard.
"Madam Pomfrey, are you sure he's going to be alright? He has a pretty gigantic bruise all over his, well, whole face." said a frantic voice just by his left ear.
"I told you, Ms. Granger, he's going to be alright! Now lower your voice or I'll kick you out this instant!" the grumpy old Healer scolded her, whisper-yelling.
Well, that shut Hermione up.
Ron could hear Hermione sobbing beside him with utmost sorrow. He wasn't going to die anytime soon, he thought scoffing.
Ron fluttered his eyes open, to which Hermione greatly appreciated.
"Oh, Ron! Y-You were almost killed!"
"Nah, love. It'll take more than a rogue bludger to kill me." Ron grinned, several teeth missing.
