Sophie led her first injured student into the hospital ward and over to a bed. "Now, you sit there and I'll go get some cookies and stuff to clean and fix you up," she told him.

Paul followed the school nurse to the hospital ward and waited for cookies.
As he sat down he thought "Cookies, Cookies, Cookies and more cookies!"

Sophie hurried over to the cabinet where the healing supplies were kept. She got out a towel, a washcloth, some bandages, and a plate of chocolate chip cookies. Then, she moved back to the by and held out the tray. "Chocolate chip? You start munching on one of those while I clean you up so that I can see what we have to work with," she beamed and then winked at him. "They're my own secret recipe."

"Thank you" said Paul taking 3 cookies of the tray and taking a bite out of 1 of them "mmmmmmmmmm their delicious can i have the recipe please????????"
Paul asked with a delicious taste of chocolate in his mouth"or atleast the type of chocolate"

"It's my secret," she said, winking again and setting to work cleaning. She had quick, delicate, hands and his arms were clean in no time at all. Sophie clicked her tongue. "Well, this one is definitely broken," she said, pulling out her wand and tapping the arm which mended. "There, that's better."

Sophie grinned broadly as she spread some ointment on and then began bandaging the boy up. "This ointment will ease the soreness and heal those cuts up. Keep the bandage dry and you can remove it in the morning."

"Ok" said paul "I will" and he got up and left the ward "thank you" he yelled back to tghe school nurse

"You are most certainly welcome!" Sophie beamed and waved back at the child before realizing there was someone else in her waiting room. Oh the poor dear!!! She rushed out of the ward and into the waiting room to save the world!

Laura wandered into the Ward, as instructed by the healer. Whom she'd never seen before. Where was Healer Avalon? She didn't know, and wasn't gonna find out, was she? And she was more interesed in the pain from the deep cut in her arm. Ouch, ouch OUCH!!!

Sitting on the edge of one of the nearest beds, Laura waited for Miss Melita to return. Inspecting the cookies on the bedside table, Laura picked one up and gingerly sniffed it. Hmmm, smelt... nice. She might just have a bite.... or two...

Not having paying attention to the rest of the room, Jake was caught by surprise as he was suddenly levitated off the ground and he reacted by twitching, which made his stomach worse.

As he landed on a sofffffft bed (though not as soft as his bed in the dormitory mind you...) Jake grabbed a pillow and hugged it tight, curling up into a ball on his stomach. Ugh, he felt sick... he hated feeling sick... one of his greating fears was hurling his guts. He cried a few muffled sobs into the pillow.

"Sorry for making you wait so long, dear. There was an emergency," Sophie said and clicked her tongue as she removed her wand. "This should be a quick fix."

Sophie placed her wand over the cut and as she moved her wand over the length of it, it sealed up. "There, good as new. Now, I just need to clean it up and get you some cookies," she added as she took out some gauze and began cleaning up the blood. "Rest here for a bit after you've finished the cookies on the table and then you can go."

Melita beamed at the poor child before hurrying to her next patient. She could hear others in the waiting room and knew she needed to be quick..
"Now, what seems to be the problem over here?" Sophie rhetorically asked. "Looks like an upset tummy and I have just the thing."

Sophie literally ran over the medicine cupboard and ran back with three cookies in hand. "These are my extra special recipe. I make them to help settle Berty's stomach all the time. Now, don't tell him but they're sugar free and they contain a bit of potion to help cure upset tummies." She beamed and handed the boy the cookies before skipping out ot the waiting room.

As Jake took the cookies into his hand, he literally took one sniff of them before going green and struggling to to puke. How would he manage this? Choke down food when his stomach was protesting so violently?

But they were sugar free? That was... did she know about his intolerance as well as having those extremely odd cookies? Why else would she have mentioned it.

Telling his stomach he would only put the food so it rested on his tongue, so his stomach wouldn't react too soon, Jake took a tiny bite from one of the cookies and gagged for a moment, laying his head down on the pillow and closing his eyes until the potion worked. Luckily enough, it started working more or less straight away.

Opening his eyes slowly, Jake found he could move with more comfort, though he really didn't want to eeeeeeeat. Grrrr. Besides, he was relatively fine now, though he had no idea he was still pale and slightly sweaty (but that wouldn't show, right?).

Stuffing the cookies under his pillow, Jake sat up gingerly and waited for the nurse to reappear so he could announce that he was leaving. Really, Professor Morgan and her forcing him to take Pepper-Up Potion was better than this.

Err... slightly.

Deciding not even to wait, Jake made a bid for freedom, and was soon out.

Evelyn walked into the ward, staring down at the green play-dohey thing in her hands. What was she supposed to do with it? 'Eat it? Ew...maybe just...rub it on my hands...or something...' Frowning, she went to the farthest bed and sat down, facing away from everyone else. Even though the healer fixed the burns, the blisters were still making her hand throb, but not as much as before. They were still sensitive. Looking behind her to the other students and around at the room, she was already utterly bored. 'And i have to stay here overnight?' Sighing, she moved slightly to her right and fell on her side on the bed, head hitting the pillow with her legs still dangling off the bed. Closing her eyes, she remembered the play-doh thing in her hands. "What is this stuff?" she mumbled to herself, bringing it closer up to her eye level so she could see it properly, trying to figure out what was in it.

"Tino... hero..." Celandine murmured, still holding her arm carefully. Was Melita going to set it or turn it into a cookie?

Could arms even be turned into cookies?

WOULD BORR EAT HER ARM IF IT GOT TURNED INTO A COOKIE?

Wibble.

Hovering Celandine cautiously, Tino continued to move her forward towards an empty bed. There were others in the ward, but he didn't know them, and they all seemed occupied with their respective troubles. In all his Quidditch injuries he'd never actually been admitted into the ward, and even the time-of-the-electrocution which shall-not-be-named hadn't brought him here. He had expected there to be more screaming. Where were the amputees and the spurting arteries and the nurses yelling 'Stat!'? It was eerily quiet in here. And something else very strange--every single patient had a cookie. Every one. And they were munching them, like robots.

Maybe they were robots.

Tino gently let Cela down onto the mattress and released his spell. She was still lying on the plush carpet, but oh well. She murmured something, and Tino leaned down towards her mouth. She had very nice lips. . . "Don't worry, Cela," Tino whispered. "I won't let them turn you into a robot!" Not on his watch. He would guard her with his very life! He'd make up for electrocuting her last year by preventing involuntary mechanical servitude. It would be a real act of heroism this time. He'd be her savior. She'd be so grateful. She might even give him a kiss of appreciation, once she learned of his devotion and sacrifice.

Ha. Take that, Copernicus Kettleburn.

Laura nodded at the Healer, then winced slightly as the wound was fixed. That hurt. A LOT. But she tried not to show it. And a minute later it didn't hurt any more! Wow, healer-ing-ness was cool. It made her all better!

She felt like laughing, and then running from the room. But the muscles in her shoulder still hurt, so maybe it was a bad idea. And her eyes fell on the cookies, the ones Sophie had told her to eat. But she'd already had one, and she was full. And she was SURE they had something in them to make her this happy.

So Laura wasn't going to eat anymore cookies, even though they where nice. She needed to get out of the wing. And she did, standing up from the bed and running out. Full tilt, to the Ravenclaw Common Room, only pausing to call over her shoulder, "Thanks, Miss!"

It was definitely better being on a bed, though the carpet underneath her was very snuggly. She nuzzled it a bit and whimpered when she jolted her own arm. She opened her eyes and blinked a few times, trying to make Tino come into focus, though it was a little hard because his head was either really big or really close.

"Oh.. good... don't want to be a robot." Celandine beamed then closed her eyes to wait for Nurse Melita to fix her arm.

Y'know, if she was going to.

Wibble.

Still stringing together obscenities under her breath, Bunbury levitated Jake into the hospital ward and into a bed at the very very end of the room. It was a corner, actually, a dark and shady corner far removed from the eyes of whoever else was in the ward. She quickly snapped the curtains shut around his bed and then marched back to the door, determined to leave the child there to heal or not heal on his own. It was like that one Muggle scientist's theory of survival of the fitness.

Or whatever. She was so outta here.

Hearing the curtains on another bed get pulled with 'tude, Cela's eyes opened. She could heaaaar shoes. Shoes.

Bunz shoes.

"Professor? Are you going to fix me? I'm a little bit broken... and I don't know where Healer Melita went." Cela pouted. She missed Healer Avalon!

Her hand was ON THE DOORKNOB. Bunbury had almost escaped this catastrophic chain of events when someone had to speak to her.

"Miss Toussaint," she said in a tight voice, turning just slightly on her heel. She blinked at the two Ravenclaws she'd blown past earlier and shook her head. "I don't think I'm authorized to... repair... broken...ness.... Broken?" Annie made something of a o__O face at Cela.

"Are you sure you're broken? I don't understand."

People didn't just break, did they now? It was like that myth of broken hearts. MYTH.

"Pretty sure, professor." Celandine offered a tiny little smile. "Its my arm. Lo...Profes... Borr broke my arm."

She'd have held it up to illustrate her point but it kind of hurt. She did smile bravely and add,

"Tino's been looking after me."

Evelyn, who had been playing with the green play-doh stuff, trying to figure out what was in it, looked over behind her when she heard someone enter the room. 'Isn't that the professor who turned the other guy in that niffler thing?' the voice asked. 'Yea, it is. What is she doi- Oh. Wow...what happened to that kid?' Evelyn thought, staring wide eyed at the levitating boy. Her eyes widened even more when she saw the professor stick him in a corner bed almost out of view and then shut the curtains. Trying hard not to laugh, since it was kinda funny to watch the professor do that, Evelyn had no idea why, she kept as still as possible. 'Think her name is Professor Bun...bury...or something like that. Doesn't seem like the type of person you want to mess with.'

Moving back to her side, she looked at the green stuff again. Her hands were starting to feel loads better, and some of the redness and blisters were already disappearing. 'You know what you should do Ev?' the voice whispered excitedly in her mind...never a good thing. "What?" she mumbled quietly to herself so no one could hear. 'You should totally mess with that teacher. Like you said, she looks like someone you don't want to be on the bad side of-' 'No. I'm not doing that. She seems pretty cool. I don't want to be on her bad side...no matter how tempting it is to do or watch! So forget about it.' Sitting up, she pealed the green stuff away from her hands. They seemed almost as good as new. Why she needs to stay over night, Evelyn had no clue. Hearing voices, she looked back to the professor who had started to speak to the other girl in the room. 'Okay, maybe it won't be so bad. Just a joke or two, nothing too drastic.' she thought, an evil smirk appearing on her lips, looking back down to the play-doh stuff. 'That's the spirit!'

"Boar."

Bunbury repeated the name with a slight eyebrow raise before taking a step closer to Cela. "How did this Boar," Bore? Boor? Borr? "break your arm?"

They were allowed to break children's body parts now?!?!! HUZZAH CELEBRATE. Wait wait that didn't seem right, but then again neither that Tino kid, whose named caused Anastasia's right eye to twitch for a moment.

"Well, he... made me hold his hand. And then he was running around vomiting everywhere and didn't let go of my hand. He pulled me around and snapped my arm. And then he fell, on my arm and it snapped again." Aaand Cela was feeling woozy hearing herself say the word 'snapped'.

"Ew what? What? He's... a substitute of some sort, right?" Was this the Boar Ethan had mentioned at the Staff Meeting? But that was like... sooooo longggg agoooo how was Annie supposed to remember small details about wild pigs?

"And so he held your hand and dragged you around through vomit." Inappropriate much? Mhmm. She was just repeating this as she moved closer to Cela's bed to get a good look at what the Boar was apparently capable of. "Where is the arm broken? Two places, I'm guessing?"