As the Healer tended about the students a couple of stretchers floated silently into the waiting room, carrying the young Hufflepuffs Oakey and another one named Amy. With another flick of his wrist Salander suspended the stretchers a few feet from the floor, waiting for Healer Moretti to make her way to the young Badgers. He glanced at the logbook, wondering if he too should fill it up. He wasnt injured by the fire per-se, but he has been feeling ill for a while now, trying to shake it off but it seems to just get progressively worse. Unconsciously his hand pressed against his stomach, feeling that growling hunger that has persisted for weeks he almost doesnt remember a time when it wasnt like that.

Trying to distract himself from his bizarre malady he listened to Lafay and Tate discuss the incident in the dungeons. All the Potions supplies gone, what would they use for Potions class then? Was there anything there that the Healer needed to treat them, possibly himself? Then someone spoke about a dragon. Huh? In the storeroom? Well the fire didnt seem to want to quit, and for a moment the Slytehrin lad considered the idea. Problem is he didnt hear the sound of a large dragon that he expected with a blaze that intense.

He glanced at Oakey and Amy then uttered "Healer Moretti should get to you guys soon."