Let's say she's in Hufflepuff

Kyron: (1st year Slytherin)
It was Draco wasn't it?

Y-yeah.

Kyron: thought so

Belladonna (Bella for short- A Slytherin)
Bella: Pffft- what happen here?

D-Draco...

Bella: Oh that pain in the- Lets get you to the hospital wing I guess

A-alright...

Bella would help her up "Work with me here"

*she'd get up and walk, trembling a little*

Bella: Come on its not that bad

honu: (hufflepuff as well) *lands broom* hey, are you ok?

N-no

what happened?

D-draco...

That son of a- do you need to go to the hospital wing?

N-no...I-it's just a scratch *it starts bleeding a bit more*

Hayden: *walks up* Hey is everything alright here?

I don't know *turns to the person lying on the ground* what curse did that basta- I mean, draco use?

No curse, he punched my head, and threw me to the ground...

we should go to the hospital wing, you could have a concussion. what's your name?

S-Sparrow...

are you sure? you're bleeding a lot

ok sparrow, can you walk?

Kaden ( 7th year Prefect ): Oh my

chris: let me help

*she looks up* I-I'm f-fine...

chris: no let me help

O-okay...

Hayden (Ravenclaw 2nd year): Hey are you ok, you don't look to good

Y-yeah....I'm fine

Are you sure, it looks pretty bad

I-It hurts a little...

C'mon let's get you to the hospital wing

O-okay...

Here *Holds out hand to help up* So what happened anyway

Draco...

That little bugger, well I'm sure his father will here about this. *gives a sarcastic smile*

*she smiles weakly back*

You can stay.

*when they arrive at the hospital wing* Madam Pomfrey how bad is it?

Madam Pomfrey: Oh, again Sparrow?! How do you keep getting yourself into these things? She'll be fine, I just need to patch her up again.

Good, I was pretty worried, so Sparrow right? Would you like me to stay with you or me to send someone here?

[Current Character: Unregistered Octoling, Convict of the SCP Foundation. Health: 100%]
*I get my medkit ready*

Ellie(Griffindoor): Are you ok?!

N-not really...

Ellie: How did this happen?

D-Draco...

Ellie: That Jerk. Can you walk?

Y-yeah. *she stands up, trembling a bit*

Ellie: Here. *does a horrible job trying to help her* sorry.

I-it's fine.