11:00am
Greta had spent the night in the hospital wing alongside Benjy, although she suspected she'd been a bit luckier than him. The broken wrist was the worst but Pomfrey had healed that quickly and now she was just a bit sore and aching all over but, all things considered, she couldn't complain.
After checking her over, the nurse had said she could leave later that afternoon if she was feeling better but Greta was just taking her day slowly. Still, Benjy seemed to be worse than her so, once she was feeling a bit less wobbly, she made her way to Benjy's bed and gently lowered herself into the chair beside his bed.
"How are you feeling today?" she asked nervously, wondering if it would be too much to hold his hand. "That was quite an ending to the ball."