02-15-2010, 09:00 AM
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Originally Posted by noodles Oliver jerked awake and moaned helplessly. At least when he was asleep he couldn't feel the wound to his leg or the burn to his side. He'd somehow managed to slip down onto the floor and was lying in the foetal position looking rather pathetic. He looked around confused, still concussed and not quite sure where he was. His eyes settled on Nancy. He smiled drowsily at her. She came back! and with help! Oh he would hug her if he could get up. But.. wait a sec... where was his wheelchair!? ...and that woman looked like... like THE SCHOOL HEALER!?! His eyes widened and he attempted to stand but it was no use.
He shot Nancy a wounded look from his place on the floor then looked at the nurse. “If you ladies could just help me back to the common room that would be appreciated.” He mumbled sleepily and gave the nursey nurse a sweet smile. No hospitals. Oh no, no, no...
Why did he bother dragging himself up the stairs? No logic whatsoever. Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana Gabriella gasped in shock as her eyes settled in on the Slytherin boy lying on the floor just before her. The severity of his injuries was equal to the injuries of the other four students she'd healed. He was encouraging she and Nancy to escort him to the Common Room, but Gabriella wouldn't hear of such nonsense. The boy needed medical attention and therefore would not be returning to the Common Room anytime soon.
Gabriella had dealt with patients of this kind before. This was the kind that always refused medical attention even in the worst of times. She hated to do what she was about to do, but it was for the boy's own good. Besides, he was extremely weak and might not make it much longer without further help.
Raising her wand and flicking it towards Oliver, Gabriella called out, "Mobilicorpus!" Oliver's body gently straightened itself out and floated into the air. With a quick glance towards Nancy, the Healer turned and guided Oliver towards the Hospital Wing. Quote:
Originally Posted by noodles Oliver attempted to stand once again but it appeared his body was too exhausted to let him. Maybe it was the blood loss from the wound in his thigh.. or maybe it was the pain that shot through his entire body when he tried to move.
His eyes went enormous when he saw the nurse had raised her wand. “No.. please.” He whimpered obviously terrified of the prospect of going to the hospital wing. He covered his face with his hands but there was nothing he could do to protect himself as the spell hit him.. Er.. wasn't that spell for unconscious people? Were these people blind!? OLIVER WAS NOT UNCONSIOUS!
And then he was paralysed! Oh NOES! PARALYSED! 'Ohgodohgodohgod.' He couldn't move!
So now he was having to deal with his two greatest phobias at the same time: claustrophobia and hospitals. Panic set in. Greater panic than he felt when he woke up in a pool of blood in the common room. He could move nowt but his eyes which he set onto Nancy and tried to glare at her but all his eyes showed was terror. He tried with all his might to move but an inch but it was no use. He clenched his jaw.. or at least tried to.. and blinked, looking up at the ceiling as he floated up the stairs. Why in Merlin's beard did they put the hospital wing up so high where people with broken legs and shizz couldn't get!
Oh.. and how bloody humiliating this was.
Nancy's lower lip started to tremble slightly as she continued to stare and gesture towards Oliver lying on the floor. And yes, he was actually lying on the floor. Gulping the 17 year old tried to give the boy a reassuring smile but somehow she was unable to direct the corners of her mouth. It was as if she was paralyzed.
Taking a small step back to give Healer Ashford some space to do the inevitable Nancy's breathing now came in small shallow breaths. The looks Oliver was giving her were just too much. Not that he knew the boy that well but it made her feel horrible being regarded as a traitor. Which - judging by the wounded and accusing look plastered across the boy's face - was his impression of her.
The moment Healer Ashford actually raised her wand to levitate Oliver to be able to move him to the Hospital Wing Nancy actually winced barely audibly. Even though, she KNEW it was for the best the way Oliver seemed to be terrified about the prospect of going to the Hospital Wing made her actually turn her head so she didn't have to face it anymore. Shudder
Unfortunately, Healer Ashford had to pass her on the way upstairs which meant Nancy unevitably had to glance at Oliver once again. And what she saw made her gasp and honestly consider to stop the healer. Which in the end she didn't of course. But the look in the boy's eyes was one of sheer terror. Her own blue eyes widened she was unable to keep them from gazing right back into his.
Next she knew her back was against the wall and she slowly glided down until she'd reached a seating position with her head against the cold bricks. Luckily, neither the Healer nor Oliver were able to see her like that as they'd already rounded the corner. Trying hard to regain a normal breathing again Nancy was quite unsuccessful at doing so. It was only then that it all hit her properly. Oliver had been attacked. He had been injured. INSIDE the Common Room probably. They had to tell somebody. They just had to. This was serious.
After a few more moments of letting the cool wall clear her head Nancy followed Healer Ashford upstairs, her bare feet making TipTap-like noises on each step. They had to tell somebody. They had to tell Professor Lupa. They had to tell the Headmaster.
Last edited by Lislchen; 02-15-2010 at 09:47 AM.
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