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After the first battle, Hermione is scared. Things are even crazier than she had imagined them to become. She wakes up three days after the battle ends, in a small bed in St. Mungo's. She has the room all to herself, so she sees nothing familiar aside from her body, which has many a scratch. Those are new.
She sits up and then tries to stand, but has difficulty. There are no mirrors in the room to see her face, so she can't see how that is. She is about to head over to the door when she catches sight of herself in a reflection on a small window.
The window is closed even though the weather was nice out the last time she had been outside. It is only early autumn, after all. She sees herself just barely in the glass, and notices that she is the same, but for a small gash on her eyebrow.
Inside the window, she sees a fly, trapped between the screen and the pane, unable to fit through the tiny pores of the screen. She wonders if she should let it out. But no, she does not; she just leaves it there to die as she heads over to the hospital room door.
She faints before she can reach it, and luckily just then, a nurse has come in to catch her when she falls.
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Ron is not as badly injured as Hermione in the first battle. Hermione doesn't know it, but she's suffered a slight concussion and is likely to pass out every now and then. She is in her hospital room, and Ron is watching her sleep. She had tried to get up, and had fainted.
He worries, even with Harry beside him now, and the Grangers, who were allowed in to see their daughter. He worries that the war will continue to be like this—that one of them will die.
He doesn't worry most about himself, and not even about Hermione, despite the fact that he has more than a friendly sort of affection for her, he worries more about Harry. Harry has come away from the first battle the least injured, and knows why.
Ron is afraid that his friend will do something reckless.