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Ullall and lily, you are both free to go, you may continue your discussion on the grounds or in the great hall. With slugs, there is nothing you can do except wait.


Lip, please rest your head for a moment, here is an ice pack, and pour a few drops of this dittany over it, to make it heal. You should be fine after a few minutes, it's nothing to worry about.



P.S. to all who read this: I am online very frequently, so that's why i thought it best if i took this position. But there is no ned to scream for help. I come in here whenever I see a new post. I was at drama rehersal, so i couldn't be online. And please only post what is necessary to post.

Wait what? XD

Antoinette kicked open the doors of the Hospital Wing, a hand holding an ice pack to her head and the other holding her books. She threw herself into the nearest vacant bed, and shouted for Professor Sing. Screw the others, Antoinette Machiavelli was more important.

Antoinette felt instant relief when Professor Sing used a spell, Episkey. She would have to make note of that spell. Antoinette slowly removed the ice pack from her head, just in the case the pain wasn't gone (which it was.) She grimaced at Sing when she recalled what happened to her. "There was Pixies. Then I fell."

Antoinette laughed sarcastically. "To hell with Pixies!" She was agitated, and now she couldn't hold it in, even with Professor Sing's kind smile. "I HATE THEM! THEIR LITTLE IRRITATING WINGS, THEIR LITTLE IRRITATING EYES, AND THEIR LITTLE IRRITATING, PERVERTED HANDS!!" She finished with, while getting louder and angrier with each word, "I—HATE—THEM!!" After this, she let out a drawn-out, exasperated shriek.

"...No. I don't want to." Antoinette gently pushed away Sing's hand that held the potion. "May I go back to class?"

Antoinette let out a huff while sliding off the cot. Careful to avoid eye contact with Sing, she quickly gathered her things, and briskly left the Hospital Wing. All without thanks, but she could care less about appreciation; The woman was doing her job, as one should. And there's no way she would thank a half-blood for doing their job.