Originally Posted by Cassirin

"Set your..." Tate's eyebrows rose up nearly into his hairline at her remarks. That was quite serious, especially as she had a variety of nearly priceless ingredients in her stores. Not to mention that fire was dangerous, even in an old stone castle.

"We can replace the ingredients. Make up a list and I'll owl the governors for assistance. But... are these students all injured as a result of the fire? Anything serious?" See? No one listened when he told them not to die, but it was very good advice.

"A dragon, you say? Did you see the dragon? Where would it have gone?" Tate didn't necessarily doubt the child, but how would a dragon have gotten into the castle anyway? They weren't small, and they weren't invisible.

Originally Posted by Harry174

Simon looked as someone said about a dragon. "I was looking for the dragon when someone said there was one but I never saw it whilst I was trying to put the fire out." Simon sighed, it would have been cool if he had but he hadn't. "Professor Lafay, Headmaster from the way the fire wouldn't stop until Professor Lafay came, I would have to say whatever caused it didn't want it being put out." Simon said truthfully, he was trying not to think about the burns on his hands and legs.

Originally Posted by Anna Banana

This was absurd. Ridiculous. Embarrassing! Why, out of everyone else in this humongous castle, did this pest of a Slytherin have to pick her to cling to like a leech?! Lola Jones was everywhere--in the same house she was in, in the same classes she was in, on the same Quidditch team she was in! The list just went on and on, and Sierra sudden felt sort of claustrophobic, like she may need some fresh air.

Only, if she went for fresh air, Lola Jones would follow her out onto the grounds, as well. She always did, didn't she?

Sierra's eyebrows wrinkled inward in annoyance. Did Jones have to scream?! Was it necessary? The same headache Sierra had been suffering from for the past three days was pounding now, getting worse and worse with every word out of the leech's mouth. ...and then, then she was slapped! "Lola!" Sierra hissed again, her voice still in a half-whisper. Her hand involuntarily reached toward the girl's shirt. She was going to strangle her, threaten her! There were professors around, though.

...and she was not going to get a detention for Lola Jones. She glared at the girl again. She'd get her--later. She didn't know when, she didn't know how, but Lola Jones was going to get it!

Originally Posted by Harry174

Simon looked at his burnt hands how was he going to drink the pain potion, he didn't want anything to touch his hand. "Professor I can't open the bottle, everytime my hands touch the bottle it hurts worse." Simon sighed, he hated having burnt hands.

Originally Posted by Herminny

Man, now Simon chose to act like a helplessa little kitten, honestly. Chloe grabbed a bottle which ofcouse hurt to do put once she managed to swallow the stuff herpain subsided. It was so worth it. Chloe then turned to Simon, "Would you like me to help you get some pain potion in your system, just open your mouth and I'll pour some in.".

Originally Posted by dingDong

Lola turned her head from Sierra's shoulders, her mouth open in surprise as Professor Lafay called her name. "Yes, missus?!" She stopped and then mentally found herself in a black room in the back of her mind when she was ordered to 'shut up.'

This was it.

HER LIFE WAS OVER.

The words echoed in her head--'SHUT UP LOLA JONES YOU HAVE NO SPOT IN THIS WORLD ANYMORE' and she helplessly raised her singed finger up in the air, as if--AS IF SHE WAS SHATTERED.

She gasped (the gasp lasted about seven seconds or so) but it was a looooong, looooooong gasp. "I'm so sorry, Professor! I didn't mean to! Please forgive me, Professor, pleaaaase!" Lola almost started to open her mouth to beg even more and suck up to this professor; tell her how amazing she was, "OH, DID YOU GET A PERM?!"--"just look at those nails!" but luckily, the girl stopped herself.

Inhale. Exhale.

She overheard the Headmaster and a student talking. Dragons? YES! Lola quickly huddled over to where he was and raised her singed finger. "Yes, yes sire, there was indeed a dragon! A dungeon dragon and it went RAH RAH--like a dungeon dragon, sireeee!"

Lola gasped again, wondering if this dragon was to be caught or roam the corridors forever! "You'll lock him away, right? Put him in a jail cell?! You promise?! The dragon should take your warnings, Headmaster, pleeeeaaaaeaeaeaaaaaaseeeeeee!"

She stole a glance at Lafay. Hmm. Maybe she did need to be sedated.
"Pain Potions!" She still didn't know her name.

She looked stressed.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Someone was hissy!

Did the dragon smoke she inhaled make her feel... LIKE A DRAGON?! Like a ruh ruh like a dungeon dragon?! Lola understood. She only gave an angelic smile to Sierra, remembering herself as Mother Lola and patted her head. "It's alright, Sierra, it's all riiiiiiiiight! Shh shhh shhh, it'll be all done soon."

Lola was obviously an angel sent to decorrupt this Slytherin girl--she needed to be a good influence!

She gasped AGAIN when she read the list. "Oh my my my my. We're the only ones together on the list! The Healer must know that we're best friends, Sierra--she must be a clairvoyant too! This is fate, I say. DESTINY--A SIGN... that we shall be together as one FOREVER!"

The fourth-year girl suddenly started to roughly drag the girl into the Healing Room.