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McKenzie's jaw dropped and she felt like her eyes were going to jump from her head when Dumbledore said 'pregnancy', but what had a greater effect was when he said 'werewolves'. McKenzie's face went deathly pale, her back went rigid, and she felt as if her stomach might loose it's contents. The look Dumbledore gave her sent a shiver down her spine. He suspected, not just Faith, but from the looks of it her. She needed to change the subject and fast. "P-pregnant sir? Is she going to be okay?"

After being more or less excused from Faith's sight Kathryn was left wondering the halls.

Her face was deeply eatched with a frown. The halls were empty, the practice area, empty. It was like the whole school was just that. Empty.

It didnt help that the old woman in her head was silent at the moment.

It wasnt the first time the irish girl felt alone in such a manner. But.. it was the first time it hurt.

Thinking that it would be best to make the most of the emptyness and her emotions she moved to the practice area for Quiddish.

Having grabed her broom from her room, as well as a few other things she moved outside. There was a long pause as she looked across the vast emptyness.

Saddling her broomstick she took off. With a wave of her hand she sent fixed balls into the air. Instead of just flying around. The balls acted as oppenents. And instead of just trying to smack her, they shot mild charged spells at her while she tried to get the small golden ball.

It was a dangerest way to practice. But when alone.. it also force her to make counter spells and be hyper aware of her actions and the actions of things around her.

5 hours later she was still at it, coated in sweat, blood and mud she looked like hell. Panting heavily she turned her broom, eyes locking onto her target before she took off. "One more time.." She said with a wince.

Moving in and out of the magical blast she was sure everyone -if there was anyone- in the school could hear. she kept her eyes on the prize while casting spells at the magiclly charged balls flying at her.

As a seeker, she only focused on her job, and a captain, she kept her eyes on the team. Which made it hard, and her likely to make mistakes.

Which is what she did.

Her hand graps the winged gold ball firmly, and she grinned with victory, but distracted by her capture she didnt see the three blast heading at her. She let out a scream as they hit, but manage to stay on her broom. It was the ball that came up and hit her in the back that did her in.

Tilting forward she was sent flying down to the earth, smacking the ground hard, her head bouncing once before she came to a still.

With her out, the balls fell too, hitting the earth with dall thumps.

The golden stich rolling out of Kathryn's hand as a thin line of blood trailed down her chin.

[clift hanger ninja ]

Kathryn was out cold, blood dripping from her mouth and the back of her head as well as other wounds on her body. It was no doubt she had a broken arm, ribs and a few punctured orgens.

In other words, she looked like death warmed over by the time she would get to the infirmary.

Kathryn was eventully stable enough for Pomfrey to make her way over to the tired looking McKenzie.

"Well Miss Wallace. It seems that Miss. O'Rally will be find. Though I am consurn about her lungs" She said, explain the extent of the irish girl's injuries. "Do you know what Miss. O'Rally was doing exactly?" she finally questioned, so she could fill out a report about this.

The Madam flustered but held her tounge for a moment before speaking "Why I do not recall Quidditch ever being so violent as to cause this much damage, I shall take your word for it." Softening her voice Pomfrey spoke "You look tired, do get soem rest dear. Neither of these young ladies are going anywhere soon." with that she shuffled back to her office, looking like a waldling paguine.

*Faith groaned and opened her eyes, looking around she noted she was yet again in the hospital* What happened...? *She slid out of bed and made her way back to the dorms. As she entered the room she saw McKenzie sound asleep. She eased over and leaned down, placing a light kiss on the girl's cheek before getting into bed and going to sleep*

*Faith moaned softly in her sleep as images of her roommate flashed through her mind. Granted, she did find her attractive, but the scars she carried on her heart from her past made it hard for her to admit her true feelings. She was still unsure about who she could trust these days. She moaned again* Ah.... mmmm...

*Faith got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to get a drink of water, having a horrible case of cotton mouth. As she neared she heard the shower running . She eased in and got a sip from the faucet. As she turned to exit, she caught sight of the Scottish girl in the shower through a gap in the curtain. Her eyes travelled over the young woman's body slowly, taking in every curve on her physique. She felt her body tempurature begin to rise and her cheeks flush crimson as she realized what she was doing. She backed away, turning and....* Ow! *running face first into the door*