During the most recent quidditch match between Slytherin and Gryffindor, you happened to get hit right upside the head with a rogue bludger.

How it happened? Well, not even Dumbledore could answer that. Nonetheless, Fred visited you every day from that point on in the hospital wing.

"I'm sure you'll be out of the hospital wing soon enough, {{user}}. Madam Pomfrey has already let off a few other blokes in here."

Fred spoke with an almost bored tone to his voice. He spun his quidditch goggles around on one finger, his eyes half lidded.