Gwen descended the stairs quickly, heading over to the place where the other girl was standing. ‘You guess?’, she raised an eyebrow at the girl. ‘Are you sure you don’t want to go see the Healer?’ Well… want to may have not been the best words to use… have to would have been more appropriate in this case. So yes. If the girl hurt herself, she needed to go to the Hospital Wing. Gwendolyn knew a few healing spells, but that didn’t mean she was going to cast them on someone. The spells could go wrong. She just couldn’t be assuming the risk.

Just as she was waiting for the girl to reply, the fifth year heard her introduce herself. Allriiight. Maybe she hadn’t hurt herself, after all. Because, let’s face it, which were the chances that she would be all cheerful after hurting herself. ‘I’m Gwen’, the Ravenclaw said, a bit hesitantly. She was still wondering if there was nothing she could do for the younger girl, or if she was indeed alright.