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open when she woke up. Instantly, she was panicked. She hadn't the slightest clue as to where she was or how long she had been in the Grey for. She didn't know if anybody had come for Hermione and Penelope, and in turn for her. She didn't know if she could trust her senses either, for everything was blurry and faded. It was only when she gripped the edges of the hospital wing bed that she realised that she was okay.

Everything seemed to cramp. Whether it be physically, as her muscles ached and felt as though they had had a fire lit underneath them. Not to mention her mind, which couldn't bring her to any conclusions and wasn't able to translate her thoughts into language.

All she could do was hoarsely state the word "Hermione" to try and signal to whoever was in the hospital wing that she was okay. Luckily, she was just loud enough, as mere seconds later she was met by Amanda who rushed in through the curtains around her bed briskly.

Saffron croaked and Amanda offered her a nod of understanding, proceeding to mumble numerous incantations under her breath as well as pouring a beaker of a flakey white liquid into a cup, forcing feeding it to Saffron.

Those actions soothed Saffron's pain. Suddenly, her body felt more relaxed, her mind was no longer discombobulated and her mouth was able to get out all of the words that she wanted, albeit it in a rushed manner.

"Hermione! Did you find her? Was she still there when you got there? I just found the two of them there, I tried to do something, I did but I--I couldn't, I wasn't able to look away from them and then it happened,"

"Saffron, relax," Amanda told her soothingly. "You're in a state of shock, but you're going to be okay, everything's okay,"

Unsure of whether or not it was the soothing words or soothing liquid that had the effect, Saffron was relieved that she started to feel her shoulder relax and the aches in her body come to a gradual halt. Everything seemed to slow down, her thoughts, her words and the words of the woman in front of her.

"Is she okay?" Saffron asked the nurse slowly. "Hermione?"

Amanda nodded. "Professor McGonagall found the three of you out cold in the library. In your case, strictly temporarily unconscious, whilst for Penelope and Hermione, they were petrified, but only petrified, thank goodness," She paused, treading carefully around Saffron who still looked visibly upset in spite of her newly found relaxed state of mind. However, when it came to the question that she was about to ask Saffron itself, she didn't beat around the bush. "Who was waiting for you in the Grey?"

"My mother," Saffron replied softly. She had been so worried about what was happening outside of her mind that she had momentarily forgotten what had gone on within it. "She-- she told me to wish you well,"

"Oh," Amanda croaked, freezing in an instant. Similarly to her mother in the Grey, the woman's eyes were a picture of pure sadness. It must have been very different for Amanda whenever she thought of Saffron's mother, or at least that was how Saffron saw it. As Amanda actually knew who Prina Mitchell was, for the most part, not what she wanted her to be like how Saffron and her siblings knew her. That didn't make the pain any harder or easier necessarily, but it made it far rawer, as Amanda missed a person whilst the remaining Mitchell's missed the thought of a person. "Thank you for letting me know,"

Not wanting the emotion to overrule what had happened in the library, Saffron made an effort to redirect the conversation.

"Did they find it?" She asked Amanda briskly. "The monster?"

Amanda snapped out of her train of thought about her old friend and answered Saffron's question with a frown.

"Unforuntdatly, there wasn't any sign that would point us in the direction of the monster," Amanda informed her with sadness, though a different type of sadness in comparison to when she thought about Prina. "Except for this,"

Without warning, Amanda walked out of the curtains that surrounded Saffron's bed but before Saffron could even start to think about what Amanda was doing, the woman returned. In her hand, was a small circular mirror. "It was found with them, you wouldn't know why they had it, would you?"

Saffron furrowed her eyebrow in utter confusion. "I-- I have no idea,"

"Rest assured that all of the staff are trying to figure out what exactly happened," Amanda told Saffron firmly, noticing how worried the girl was looking. "It's only a matter of time before someone puts a stop to this business, let's just count our blessings that the pair of them were gravely injured," She paused. "And that you weren't either,"

"I feel terrible," said Saffron suddenly, her eyes bulging out of her sockets. "I don't think it happened long before I got there, if I had of been able to control it, maybe I could have seen who it was,"

Amanda shook her head adamantly. "And then you would have been attacked too, you can't allow yourself to think like that, Saffron. There was nothing more that you could have done, nothing," She paused. "I think what you need is sleep, you've been out for a good two hours, but your definition of being out is very different than the rest of us. Here, take this," Amanda passed Saffron a sealed test tube. "Drink this and you'll have a dreamless sleep, I think you could use it after the day you've had,"

"Yeah," said Saffron in agreement. Without hesitation, she twisted the cap off the tube and downed the potion in one. Instantly, she started to feel sleepier. But first, she directed her attention onto Amanda again. "Thank you, Amanda, for helping me,"

Amanda shook her head. "No, thank you, Saffron, for letting me. The acceptance the four of you have shown me these past few months was beyond my wildest expectations. I truly am so grateful for you all,"

Saffron yawned loudly, her eyes flicking open and close constantly. "Yeah, me too,"

With that, Saffron fell into a dreamless sleep, which was much needed especially considering the nightmare she was going to have to face later that evening.