Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah

Cutty nodded his head once. "Yeh. Old as hell. The vanity potions and charms will wear off in a bit and you'll see what I'm talking about." He assured the one called Wombley with cheerful demeanour and a tone of promise as if he intended that the Healer might actually find it entertaining to watch him suddenly age. Cutty thought it was kind of neat sometimes and would use the potion and do the charms then sit before a mirror just to watch himself shrivel into a sharpei. Merlin, maybe his beard would come back too!



"I think they're collecting data. Then they're gonna test us and they'll probably need samples." That was how Cutty figured it. And samples of what? Well, he sort of hoped the Gryffindor boy would ask so he could somehow work bowel movements into the conversation. For science, yes, but mostly for entertainment value. So, so terribly immature was Cutty Mordaunt.

"Atreyu is that a toad in your pocket or ...Actually, nevermind. I need a nap." He said to the Gryffindor boy before placing his head down onto the soft surface of Bev's bed, dozing off for a few seconds then waking with a start.



Cutty's mood had improved since he'd taken that small nap, but now he was cold. He propped himself back up onto his elbows and continued to pay attention to the Healers shivering.

Merlin. Beverly had so much sass. So much sass and so much potential. He watched from his position as she gave these big, doey eyes to the Healer. That's exactly as he'd've done it if he were a female student with Beverly's looks. And actually, at that moment, he wished he was. Just for a few hours, ya know. Polyjuice buddy-up. He bet she was spoilt. Bet she could get anything she wanted. From anyone. She in fact had gotten something out of him he'd never had to give before. Granted it was something worthless to Cutty (a promise), but it was something nonetheless. Worthless. But only on it's own.

He could've gotten out of that. All he had to do was call for Somerlad. But he didn't. Why?

Originally Posted by Amethyst Boyle

Amethyst felt so lucky for having such a terrific assistant. "We don't need to do a physical examination,so let's collect their mouth swab," she told the younger man before fully focusing on this loud girl.



So not everyone was infected... should she infer that there was no pattern? ...yes, because apparently people got this thing at different times. She nodded here and there to imply she was listening to her and -

...did she mean... Botros? She... wasn't accusing the OLD man, Amethyst hoped?

"Thank you, dear." She paused. She needed samples, it seemed, because she couldn't see any OBVIOUS reason...

"If you can open your mouth, I'll collect your mouth swab. It won't hurt, don't worry." She smiled, and turned to get a toothpick from the bags.



She cordially smiled. "I hope I'll see you at better circumstances, Mr. Donovan." But since there was much to do, the man was dismissed for now.





What a clever boy!

Amethyst overheard their conversation as she was moving to get a toothpick, and smiled at the Slytherin boy.

"Your friend's right, we're collecting data. In fact...

"Everyone! If you could be so kind as to let me or Healer Wombley take a bit of your mouth swab for us to run tests on them at St. Mungo's... it won't hurt at all. Thank you."

With that, she took out some more toothpicks and waited for whoever wanted to volunteer first.

Originally Posted by Andrew Wombley

Pulling out his wand Andrew gave Bradley a glance before he walked closer to Hope’s bed. Moving his wand over the broken hip he muttered the incantation under his breath to mend the hip. Finishing the spell he looked at Hope expectantly."How does your hip feel now? Is it pain free?" Hopefully he hadn’t stuffed the spell up.

Hearing how Amethyst asked for swab samples behind him, Andrew asked. "Hope, can I take a swab sample from your mouth? It won’t hurt one bit. It will help us find a cure."



Hearing a boy's voice coming from somewhere behind him Andrew turned and waved the boy to come over to him. "Hey there, yes we are doing something. Would you mind if i took a swab sample from your mouth? It won’t hurt one bit. It will help us find a cure quicker." The more samples they got the easier it would be to narrow down the cause and then in the extension create a cure.



Back to cough, throat aching girlie. Flashing the girl a smile as he pulled out his wand again Andrew moved it over Beverly’s throat gently as he muttered a spell under his breath. When he finished he looked up into the girl’s eyes. "How does your throat feel now? Pain gone I hope?"

"No, there isn't a cure yet." He couldn’t lie. "There is something you can do though that will make it easier for us to make a cure. Can you allow me to a swab sample from your mouth? I promise it won't hurt."



"Interesting." Andrew commented. "What potions and charms have you tested up to this point to fight the disease?" Any information they could get was vital. "Could i collect a mouth swab sample from you too?" The more samples they had the better.

Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Lex could appreciate this lady, she didn't ask question then ignore her like she wasn't actually expecting a response; something typical of a lot of older people. Why do you think she hardly spoke with them? But anyway back to the Healer Lady. "You're welcome Ms. Boyle. Anything to help."

No really, ANYTHING so at the request to take a mouth swab the Gryffindor's mouth flew open as quickly as the muscles in her jaw would allowed. No resistance here, take anything you need.

She glanced around the room giving others looks. Get in line and give a mouth swab already! Didn't they want a cure?

Lex was a Prefect but her badge could only make people do so much and her concern only extended so far. Her eyes fell on the lady again as she rummaged through her bag. Did she worry it would hurt? Not at all. After a term of broken bones she doubted highly that a cotton swab could cause much damage...or well...all that much damage.

The point was, she was ready to not be dying anymore.