What's Happening?

Subastian woke up that morning feeling horrible, his body ached and he felt like he had the flu. He managed to sit up long enough to grab his quill and a piece of parchment. His owl flew in the window and landed on the bed next to him. "Hey Hector. Give me a minute to write this note to my teachers and i'll give it to you to give to them." He said as he began writing his teachers to tell them he was very ill and couldn't get out of bed. Subastian then sealed the parchment before handing it to Hector who took it and flew off to his teachers. He then collapsed back on the bed, wondering if he could quickly get over this sickness. He gathered all his strength then sat up in his bed throwing his legs off the side. He looked over at the end of the bed seeing his clothes then groaned softly to himself. Subastian then scooted himself down his bed slowly then grabbed his clothes, he put them on with some forced effort. "Now if i can just manage to get to the hospital wing that would be great." He said to himself as he lifted himself out of bed using the bed post.