"Hey don't talk, quiet may be better. I'm sorry about your head and that you don't feel well but I'm sure everything will be better soon." Hesitantly Sakura stood up and raised Jack up slightly before sitting down and putting his head on her lap. When he didn't try to struggle she relaxed slightly and ran her hand through his hair, hoping that he'd get his memories back.

Kayla turned at the sound of more people coming in and she watched as John puked all over the floor and she had to turn away slightly. She stood in the background as Professor Dumont spoke to the boys and Sakura and only when it seemed had finished did Kayla walk over to him.

"Sorry Professor" Kayla said gesturing towards the ropes around Jack. "But he was trying to get away and I thought that in his condition it might not be a good thing. I know that tying him up was a bit extreme but I couldn't think of anything else" she took a deep breath before continuing. "I managed to tend to the cuts on his arms and face but you've obviously guessed he has suffered a concussion."

Jack peered at him "Uh-huh, cause you care about me sooo much..." he said skeptically, his head was swimming so he closed his eyes, that was better, no more bright light to hurt his head.

Jack opened his eyes at the sound of someone coming in, he gave the boy a curious glance, Jack didn't know why, but he felt drawn to this boy.

Jack smiled "Thanks" his head was finally being held, but, it still didn't help "Love ya" he added on quietly but loud enough for her to hear.

Jack frowned at her "I was fine, can I be released, please?!" he asked sadly, he turned onto his side, forgetting that he was on a chair, he fell off, hitting his head again, on the floor, he mumbled incoherently, his eyelids started to feel heavy, he wanted to give in, the pain was unbearable, he hoped the nurse would get to him soon, he forgot about the ropes, he forgot he even had arms and legs, all his concentration was on his head, he let his head rest on the ground, feeling weak he closed his eyes and felt comfortable, he mumbled again and then went quiet.

If he were to be completely and utterly honest with himself he so didn't want to be here right now. He grumbled to himself as he stopped at the door, rubbing his still immensely red eye reminding himself never to do that particular spell again. Ever. Of course he knew otherwise but here he was right at this moment, walking into the already crowded waiting room, his eye stinging.

The smell of blood hit him like a freight train and he blanched at the smell of it. How disgusting he thought walking as far away from the stuff as he could. Finding a nice small corner he sat down, wiping another tear from his cheek. He was so not crying, boys didn't cry he told himself settling down onto the floor and putting his head on his knees. He could wait here all year if he had too, he just wanted his eye fixed.

"Yes, I think that was probably the wisest thing to do under the circumstances," Antonio said. "Jack had fallen and hit his head and was about to run off again, what you did was only for his own protection. Thank you for watching out for him." Antonio sighed, when was the trouble going to end with these two boys? He would breathe a sigh of relief when the missing piece of the letter were found and Jose was returned to Hogwarts.

John was sick again. "How long will the nurse be?" He asked, his head was hurting and his legs felt like jelly, and he felt like crying again. "Professor Dumont, How long will we be here for?" He was sad, he wanted to get out of here. Maybe the Professor would let him. "It seems like you have your handful with Jack." He smiled. "Maybe I should go." He wondered if he could catch the Proffesor out.

"I don't know how long the nurse is going to be, but she should be here soon," Antonio answered. "She always checks back on her patients regularly, so the wait shouldn't be too long. Jack, please try to stay awake," he instructed. "You probably have a concussion and the very worst thing you can do is fall asleep because you could have permanent brain damage if that were to happen. Please try and keep your eyes open. Sakura, can you help him stay awake, please? John, you need to stay here, you need to be seen by the nurse, as well." Antonio really did have his hands full, he realized.

Jack mumbled to himself when he heard someone talking.

Jack rolled onto his back "John, stay" was all he could manage to say which was coherent, then he mumbled incoherently again.

Jack had been laying on his back staring at the ceiling fighting off sleep, he didn't know why "brain?" he sounded surprised, couldn't magic fix EVERYTHING? Jack moved his head under the chair to block the light, he yawned against his will "Sak'ra" he mumbled while trying to catch his breath, he was starting to feel cold, his eyes were half closed, everything was fuzzy through his eyelashes, a shiver went down his spine as he let his head fall to the side "Tired..." he mumbled quietly "m'not bad" he said loudly, he felt really dizzy "Ice-cream" he laughed he wasn't able to concentrate on Dumont "Gemme out" he kicked as he tried to get the ropes off, Where was this nurse? Why wasn't she helping him? What was going to happen? Ahh, Who cared anyway? Wait, his ear, it felt, wet, was that blood? Jack pulled his head out from underneath the seat "My ear hurts" he told Dumont as a ringing noise started, he groaned as he blinked hard, this blinking had made him dizzy, again, he threw up, wow, pretty purple stuff on the floor Jack grinned stupidly before trying to move his leg "M'leg" he cried worriedly, wait, he had four legs? and two of them weren't working! His breathing became erratic and uncontrolled.

Freya walked, erm, shuffled into the hospital wing. She had a hospital mask over her face still, and only took it off as she lowered herself down into a chair to wait. Freya then took out her compact mirror and looked herself over; it was as though death was an inch away from her. Her eyes were dim and her skin had an almost greenish tinge to it. Not to mention that her head and throat were hurting badly, and whenever she breathed there was a low, rasping sound in her lungs. She would have taken out a book from her bag, but the effort just didn't seem to be worth it. 'Here's hoping it's not something serious.' Freya thought to herself as she layed across some more seats and used her bag as a pillow. 'I'm not used to being ill...'

Antonio cleaned up the vomit as Jack, like his brother, once again became ill. This was getting to be an old habit, he thought drily, and not a particularly pleasant one. He really hoped the nurse would arrive soon. "Both of you really need to see the nurse," he told Jack and John. "She can correctly tell what is wrong with both of you and use the proper spells and medicine to fix whatever it is. As I'm not a healer, unfortunately, I don't have that kind of expertise, but I'm sure everything will be fine. Jack, please keep your head up," Antonio said again.

Just then another student, a girl, came into the waiting room. She didn't look well at all, either. He could see that help was really needed here, there seemed to be a lot of traffic coming through this waiting room at all hours of the day. The nurse was very busy, he realized, and felt badly for her.

Jack frowned a little, head up? He would have done, if his arms and legs weren't tied up, making it harder for him to sit up, he was the only one on the floor and the only one being TOLD what to do, how was this fair? He was ill, his leg was hurting, his head was hurting and he was seeing double, like he was going anywhere now, he couldn't even sit up properly, his head was heavy and his neck seemed to protest everytime he tried to move it... so he gave up.

Antonio walked over to where Jack laid on the floor and began to positiion him into the most comfortable position he could where he wouldn't be at risk for any kind of complications, this flopping around the floor wasn't a good situation at all. His head needed to be elevated, and he was able to get a cushion under it so that there was at least some elevation going on. Laying on the floor flat like that was not a good position for someone who was suffering from a head injury, Antonio was certain of that much. "There, that should be better," he said, patting Jack's shoulder. He truly had never seen anyone more accident prone that he could remember!

Freya opened one bloodshot eye, was that the muggle studies professor in the room as well? She couldn't be sure, nevertheless, Freya spoke up, despite how quite her voice was. "Professor? Does muggle cough syrup really work?"

Jack smiled as he was sat up "Thanks" he mumbled as his head fell onto the cushion, he saw a small yellow light flash "Nice, yellow" he mumbled, wasnt anyone going to HELP him? Were they all gonna stare at him, were all 4 of them who were interested in him going to ignore the obvious fact he was tied up? He could use his arms to help him stay up...

"If I untie you do you promise not to run?", Antonio asked hesitantly. He could see that Jack was having a hard time sitting up and he wanted to try and make him as comfortable as possible. "If you do run it won't be good for you, anything could happen, and I woin't be responsible for what happens to you if it does. What do you think, Sakura? I need both of you to promise that you won't run off, Jack, you have a condition which needs to be taken care of and if I put my trust in you, you must not violate it or that will be the end."

Jack gave him a lopsided smile "I can't run, even if I wanted to, my leg hurts" Jack looked up at him "The end of what?" he asked curiously while closing his eyes a little

"Well, I will trust you," Antonio said, beginning to untie the bindings from Jack. He figured he wasn't able to go very far in this condition, and there was a time when you just had to trust.

By the time that Aggie got Tobi up to the medi-wing, he was light headed, she was wheezing (again) and she had a decent amount of blood in her hair and on her robes. She was much better off then Tobi however, who had a dark red stain from the collar of his shirt, down his tie, and onto his jumper. Aggie didn’t want to think about trying to get that out.

It was a good thing for Tobi that Aggie wasn’t the squeamish sort of girl or she might have fainted upon seeing his bloody nose. As it was, she was practically carrying him into the waiting room. Logic would suggest that as a 7th year, she would have simply levitated and floated him up there, but Aggie didn’t trust her wand work that much. If fact, had she tired levitating Tobi, he probably would have been admitted to the hospital wing for burns on top of the broken nose, black eye, and various other bumps, bruises, cuts, and whatnot from his hot pursuit of her through the castle.

“Ugh,” she said lowering him into a seat. “Steady,” she put her hand on his shoulder and leaned him back in the chair. “Slip your feet out – balance Tobi.” When he seemed steady enough, she let go. “I’m going to go find the nurse. You wait here. Tilt your head back.” She pushed his head backwards before walking off.

Tobi was NOT feeling well. He hadn't been so bumped and bruised since Caroline and Briony took him and Evelyn on at Quidditch and Briony had been a sore loser, determined to make HIM a sore winner.

He had a broken nose, a nice twin set of black eyes, a bruised cheek, and his whole body ached something fierce. It looked like someone had used his face for Beater Practice. He felt like someone had used his whole body for it.

Tobi did as he was told and leaned back in the seat Aggie had lead him too, tipping his head back.

He didn't feel like talking anyway. How embarrassing to have sustained all this damage from a chase through the school and a smack from a Birdie Ball.

Jack smiled "Thanks" his hands were free, he immediately put them over his eyes "So much better" he smiled before falling to the ground, his body shook unwillingly, wait, was he seizing? Having a fit? Damn, he was! He couldn't stop it, a tear leaked out of his eye as the seizing subsided, he grabbed his arm, it hurt, he felt so bad, and now his arm felt like it had glass in it, his hand holding his arm dropped as his head started to swim... no... he had to stay, was that Liam? No, he was dreaming, he gasped as everything became clear again, it was all too beautiful for words, it was the world as it was, not the stupid fuzzy place he'd seen before.

Antonio watched as Jack's body began to spasm as if he were going into shock. "Are you all right?", he asked, then suddenly, he seemed to calm down. "I hope that you will be feeling better without the ropes," he said.

Antonio noticed the waiting room was filling up even more than before, this really was the busiest place in the school! It was kind of sad, he never knew that this many kids got injured or became sick during the course of a day.

Jack gasped and tried to breath properly, his breaths were short and fast, realising it was doing nothing for him, Jack fought against his tiredness to try and slow down his breathing, he slowly managed to make his breathing slow, taking those deep breaths, his head span, low oxygen? he guessed to himself "Not really, but I'm sure I'll live" he said with a small laugh, wait, hmm, why wasn't Jack shouting? Was this man so bad? He'd untied Jack, why though? Jack hated him, he hated Jack, didn't he? Looking down, Jack rubbed his eyes "Ease up on the sadness" he pleaded, it was making Jack feel bad, Jack wasn't sure if it was Dumont or him who was sad, but it was easier to blame Dumont. For now.

"Okay, no problem, then," Antonio said. "I'm quite sure everything will be fine, we'll just wait until the nurse has a look and gives her opinion, then all of us can be on our way." Antonio wondered if he should even stay around this waiting room, Sakura and Kayla were here, after all, and they were both more than capable of handling Jack and John. He sensed animosity from Jack, he had the feeling that he would never learn to trust him no matter what might happen.

Jack smiled "Thanks" he rested his head down again, he felt like the professor had something to say, maybe Jack would go to his office after he was feeling better, he wanted to hear what he had to say, especially since he'd untied Jack... he was a bit wary of Kayla though, she seemed... evil... to Jack anyway.

As I said Lizzie continued towards the nurse after facing Chalice for a moment, I'm really sorry I don't have more information that that. I'm not even sure how I...? she paused and glanced around at the people also waiting for the nurse's help. Fear in her eyes once again she slid deeper into her chair, asking Who are these people? Why are they.. here... with us? She felt terribly confused again, not sure where she was or why this nurse asked her these questions. Her head kept spinning.

Trying to calm down a bit she took a deep breath, focusing on Chalice and Chris who were the only things in there she was quite sure of. Afraid as she thought so, she turned to the nurse again and, without knowing why, whispered I think that maybe they know more about me if you have any more questions.. I think...Um.. Her eyes went blank and confused as she kept glancing around this unknown room. How had she ended up here at all?