RP: What happened? Who: Harry Potter & open When: Tuesday, late evening 1/17/09 Where: St. Mungo's What: Harry wakes up Warnings: Potential language, potential angst
Harry's eyelids felt like they had weights on them. His head felt foggy and like it was stuffed with wool cotton. His throat was dry and he just really wanted some water but couldn't seem to get his eyes open. Had he taken something to help him sleep maybe? No, he didn't remember that...
And then he remembered. And his eyes painfully popped open, he groaned. Why did he suddenly feel like his chest had been hit by a truck? A large truck. He tried to suck in a breath and instead coughed like a wizard who'd been smoking for 80 years or so. It hurt. Gods, his chest hurt.