Megan grinned at Drew's greeting. She then looked down at her arm. "There isn't a cast," she corrected. "Slings for my collar bone - so I don't move it around much. Thing snapped and popped out from behind the flesh." She demonstrated the broken bone under her neck with her index finger...wiggling it slightly. "I'm on a potion. I'll be good as new Friday. No biggie." She waved her hand absently through the air as though it wasn't important.
The seventh year had grown a bit used to the questions. She was aware of how odd it was to be lame after being in the infirmary. Unfortunately, the collar bone snapping as it had required a few more delicate precautions. Thankfully it was almost over - better than the months it would have taken to be healed if she were a muggle.
"What are you up to?" she asked resting her head on the back of the couch as she lazily looked over at the boy.