Neville arrived first.
With a broken nose.
Then Ginny - ankle broken, followed by a stunned Luna.
After a bewitched Ron appeared she jumped in, taking over the simpler ailments for Madame Pomfrey.
When Hermione arrived, cursed to near-death, the room grew eerily quiet.
She sent for Snape, knowing they'd need his expertise.
Time and magic melded together, and between one breath and another she'd fallen asleep. Exhaustion taking its toll.
.
.
.
She awoke to a voice she'd written off as dead.
"...Sirius?"
"Morning."
You're alive?!"
"Yeah, you've your mom to thank for that one."
"...what?!"