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Originally Posted by
AuroraQuinn 
Aurora looked up, it was that muggleborn boy... Conan? Oh... and she'd been so nasty, and he probably knew what it meant now, and he was still being nice... "I... I... My brother..." she managed; it was difficult to get the words out. A few decipherable words made their way through her sobbing though... "My brother... hospital... worse... don't know..." she buried her face in the sleeves of her robes, feeling guilty about how she'd treated the boy and confused as to why he was asking how she was when she'd been such a... well... such a pureblood snob. "I... I'm sorry." she whispered.
He slowly crept forwards. She was crying. What do you do in these situations? He smiled weakly and wrapped his arms around her in a hug.
"I am sure he is going to get better quickly. I heard it always gets worse before it gets better." He patted her back. He was trying to make her feel better. It probably wasn't working.
"It's ok," he smiled. Conan never held grudges.