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Originally Posted by
Miss Marilyn 
Rubbing the back of his neck anxiously, still attempting not to pass out from the pain, Dylan's eyes shot to the Healer's face. Gah, if he wasn't in a world of hurt, he could enjoy looking at her for a moment.
Yes, the older blond woman was a total babe...and the Slytherin was unashamed to admit he had a crush on her.
He couldn't focus on that right now, though. "No, ma'am. I can make it." Standing up with some effort, he started making his way to his assigned bed. It was nearly impossible to move any part of his left side...but Dylan would tough it out to preserve his dignity. He refused to be levitated like a toddler.
Ma'am?
He called her Ma'am!
That made her sound so OLD
like Vindictus. Something she most certainly was not!
"You can call me Healer Tillstorm. Save the ma'am stuff for the old other professors." You know, someone like, oh say... Professor Lafay. She looked old enough to be a ma'am.
Yeah right he could make it on his own. Cece wasn't blind. She could very well see the difficulty he was having here.
Moving so she was right beside the boy she put an arm around him.
"Let me help you. I don't want you hurting that foot any more than it already is." If he refused to be helped this way then she would be forced to levitate him all the way back to his assigned bed.