Amelia had followed James the entire way, pleading with him to stop, but he hadn't. He'd ignored her, and by the time they got to Gryffindor, which was quite a ways away from Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, she was not happy. But she wasn't going to let her brief anger deter her from the path of attempting to heal James before he got caught by a Professor. In fact, she was so determined to get him to stop, she was almost ready to give him a good kick to the back of the knees. But since they'd FINALLY stopped, she figured he'd just have to sit down and shut up in his own common room.
"I'm not surprised," she replied darkly, her expression one of extreme displeasure, though she obviously still cared a great deal about him to have followed him the entire way. "Go in." Now, she gave him a little shove, one that said 'Go in and sit down before you absolutely collapse in the hall and I have to pick you up'. She heard Sirius Black Potter before she saw him and rolled her eyes, knowing that he and James were attached at the him, figuratively, but didn't think he needed to be there right this second. She was tempted to ditch James to his best friend, but knew she couldn't. She had to at least get rid of the blood on his face. Maybe set some of the bruises straight, unless he wouldn't let her.