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Leila calmly stepped through the corridors, coming close to the hospital wing, she clutched at her wrist, fighting the pain. She had injured herself in quiddich practice. Upon arriving at the wing, she saw Madam Pomfrey was already helping sombody, and she simply waited her turn. She recognised the girl being helped as a slytherin, and felt a sense of nervousness.

McKenzie looked up from Faith's bed, trying to hide the blush that formed across her cheeks at the sight of the other girl. Crap, where did she come from? Gah! I hope she didn't see that I... McKenzie stood, her eyes narrowing as she stalked toward the girl, stopping in front of her. "What did you see?" Her voice was low in volume, but held a deadly hint to it.

McKenzie stared at the girl for a moment before turning her back on her and going back to Faith's bedside. She sat with a half sigh, not looking at Faith as she spoke softly. "Sorry, I, um, have had bad experiences with stool pidgeons. " She gave a shrug, focusing most of her attention on her hands.

Kathryn woke just a few short hours later feeling sick to her stomach, normaly she wouldnt have worried, but the stomachach was joined with sharp pains in her chest, forcing her to want to stop breathing. she stumbled out of bed, ignoring the fact she was only in a pair of gray sweat pants and a black tank-top and moved out of her room and down the hall.

She would have to ignore the fact that her apperance had changed, her hair reder, eyes a deeper green, skin slightly tanner and mucles more difined and her body more developed as she moved to the nurses room.

Upon opening the door she igored Faith, McKenzie and some other girl, one hand clenching her gut as the other held to her chest tightly above her heart. She stummbled to the nearest bed with a groan, sweat beeding across her skin, her breathing coming out in uneven gasps.

The irish girl knew what was going on, but it didnt mean she ever got used to the pain

McKenzie glanced at the girl with the broken wrist, grunting in response. She wasn't trying to be mean, but she certainly was caught off gaurd by her appearance and that was enough to make her defensive. It sank in that the girl was in quidditch robes, her eyes narrowing slightly. So that's part of the competition this year... She looked away from the girl when she heard another person enter, her eyebrows raising in intruige as she saw Kathryn collapse on the bed. "What's wrong with you O'Riley? Eat some bad food again?"

McKenzie just stared at the girl before eventually shrugging and looking back at Faith and muttering. "That's some odd medical problems." She stared down at the bed, thoughts flowing through her mind. Is it just me, or is her hair redder than normal... meh... I'm imagining it.

McKenzie shrugged, looking down at Faith, who appeared to be asleep. "She'll probably be fine." She looked up and over at the Irish girl, her face neutral. "Did you know the girl that was in here? She was wearing RevanClaw robes too. And quidditch... wonder what position she plays..." McKenzie's voice faded out as her mind traveled to thoughts of Quidditch, the one thing that helped keep her mind of things when she was young.

Leila kept eating herself up over being unable to dodge the bludgers. It was the beaters job to deflect them... she sighed. Everytime they decided to practice with bludgers, she broke a wrist. Leila hoped the beaters would do better during an actual game. She shook her head. They truly were horrible this year.

She made her way back to the quiddich feild, as practice wasn't over for some time yet. She would also have a word with the beaters.