Worried about You

Nymphadora's POV

Fluttering my eyes as my brain gave a command to open it, I closed them again as the bright light forced itself on my face. Feeling my lungs alive, I took a deep breath slowly feeling my surroundings.

I was lying on a soft mattress covered by the sheets. My hips were paining to the point that it made it impossible for me to move. My foot was aching with pain too.

I felt bandages. I was still struggling with the sun and felt like it was fighting me to stay put as I was.

Trying to raise my hands, I felt as if they were working after a long time, I rubbed my palms on my forehead before protecting my eyes from the direct sun as my throat left a voice that sounded annoyed.

"Oh, you're awake!" I heard a male voice but couldn't pull myself to turn my head in the direction of the origin.

I heard the footsteps across the room and eventually noticed the sunlight was gone. He had pulled the curtains close.

I finally managed to open my eyes to see a well-decorated ceiling, probab