 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
Daisy was the last of the four girls to trudge into the hospital wing. She'd thrown up again along the way, but wasn't about to tell the girls that. Her hair was already poofy enough form Hady's help the first time. She signed in and then collapsed into a chair where the room continued to toss about from her peripheral vision.
She hunched over, one hand on her stomach, the other on her head. The toes of her left shoe were scratching away at her right ankle. The last time she'd been in the hospital, she'd drug Noah's butt up here from the lake where he'd broken his leg. She often remembered his terrified and pain filled eyes as the nurse tried to take his pants off to get a better look at the bone. He'd yelled something about dinosaur underwear, but she'd gotten the impression it was just an excuse to make her leave. He hadn't wanted her around at that point, no matter how much he'd supposedly appreciated her help. Come to think of it, it'd been about this time of year too... was she cursed to somehow relive events in her life? First the train ride and the pastry this year (right to the sweater mind you, not her hair again thank Merlin) and now another trip to the infirmary...
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