"If I could switch bodies with you I would, honest" and she was saying the truth then Elektra could feel a little bit of relief. "but I don't know if you'd want to really...I've had this headache since I went on the ship - allergies probably...and my stomach feels like its the spin cycle on a muggle washing machine" yes. The whoosh-a-whoosh feeling or sound it did could have been applied to the feeling her stomach was giving her right then.

But she was just going to take some herbs and whip up a potion - a sleeping one most likely and go to bed. She was mainly here for the er - fire...and singed Kyle wasn't a happy Kyle. Seeing as she smelled like burnt hair and she did want to make sure she was able to fly in the Quidditch games.

"Yeah - w-where is the nurse?" Kyle asked, as she held her stomach tighter then the pounding increased. It was like the pounding of a march to war, the firing of cannons anything loud and agonizing could be described as her head right now.

Selina watched the two girls some more as they seemed to have a mutual understanding. Was she missing something? She had to be missing something. Maybe the two had had some kind of mutual event or thing happen to them, a bug. She swore that some kind of bug was flying around. Because, well, everyone was sick. Of course, then again, the fire didn't help. Ugh, Selina didn't know!

So she spoke, "Well maybe you two just need some rest. Tonight has been really stressful. That could be part of it."

"You too?" She said in a little bit of shock. She was on the ship too? "Do you think it was from all of that dust and stuff on that ship? I mean the captains quarters was pretty dusty but- ow." Elektra winced at the pain in her stomach. Uh-oh...this pain wasn't settling in her stomach. She wasn't. No, not now...oh, yeah. She was. "Oi...Selina...where's the garbage?" She said looking around and found a garbage and rushed right to it and threw up. Her body shook as she picked her head up from the trash can and she exhaled out heavily and looked over at Selina. "What the bloody hell is happening to me?"

Kyle nodded to what Selina had said yes, rest was probably very needed. And yeah, stress didn't cover a fire and people getting sick all over the school. It was probably the stress of the whole school getting sick and NEWT training that was getting at her. It had to be. She hadn't introduced anything new to her life really.

"Yeah, you were on the ship as well then I bet - probably the dust...oh gosh, that doesn't look fun" Kyle squirmed, as she began to sweat, her hands shaking, her stomach flipping and flopping at the sound of Elektra vomiting. Boy people being sick near her made her sick. She realized as she chewed her lip.

"I have no idea - um. Water?" She asked, holding up a bottle full of clear water. Maybe that'd help? She thought hopefully.

Ginger trotted into the hospital wing. Now, this is exactly where Matt needed to be. As she trotted in, she spotted Selina, Elektra, and Kyle she hadn't met Elektra yet but she didn't look all that 'well' right now. She pranced over, jumping swiftly onto Selina's lap.

She didn't want to be on Kyle's lap. Not when she was sick - not when she wasn't acting herself.

Mewing she rolled onto her back, calminga as she knew Matt would be on his way she began to paw at the air, and at Selina in general.

Selina was looking at Elektra who kept going on about the boat. But then Kyle pipped up and mentioned the boat as well. Finally Selina interjected, "Couldn't be the boat. I was on it too. I'm fine. I think you two are just sick and it happens. The Nurse will fix you both up right away."

She had spoken too soon because then Elektra turned to the garbage can and threw up in it. She recoiled at the throw up and looked away. It was gross. Really, really gross. "I don't know, but eww!"

Then Ginger seemed to prance into the room and threw herself up on Selina's lap. Selina looked down at the cat and smiled, "Well hello there, Ging. How are you?"

Trying not to limp as she walks into the waiting room, Aiden's face looks like she is bearing an extreme pain when no one is looking. She expected it to be a mere sprained ankle, but it is getting more painful than before.

Successfully managed to pull a normal face, her ankle is getting more painful. She quickly sits down and takes off her shoe and socks. She was surprised to see her ankle is now swollen.

Elektra nodded and grabbed the bottle from her. "Thanks." Elektra kept the trash can next to her and she just gave Selina a look. Yeah, she gave THE look to Selina. "You can punch me in the face and feel nothing, but when I throw up you flinch?" she scoffs. Elektra groaned and rubbed her forehead and then looked at the cat on Selina's lap. "Ooh, a kitty." she said trying to make herself feel a little better.

Matt had followed the cat through the school, eventually finding himself in the waiting room of the hospital wing; wait why was Ginger leading him here? The continuous questions ceased to exist when he saw Kyle, she looked a little worse for wear but for the most part she seemed okay; he was definitely relieved that she was safe at least for now, this school always seemed to pose some kind of trouble to the students and he didn't know if anything else was going to happen. "Looks like you could make Ginger a tour guide around Hogwarts." He grinned slightly, placing his hands in his pockets for the moment; nothing like a little bit of a joke to break the mood.

"Miss Jones! Shut. Up!" She said turning around. She hadn't seen or heard the girl slapping Sierra, but if she had, Lola Jones would not be standing at the moment. No one harms another student in front of her... especially in this situation. So many students in the hospital wing. Hecate felt sorry for Moretti...

"Miss Greingoth will be fine. The healer has a lot of patients at the moment, and I will cast a spell to sedate you if you do not. Calm. Down." she hissed.

Crazy child...

She hoped Tate would be coming soon...

Eino had been sitting quietly next to Kurumi quiet all the while he waited for the Healer to help him with his arm injury. Soon enough, a multitude of injured students entered the Hospital Wing in the company of Professor Lafay. Finally she had gotten there, and by the looks of it they had put out the fire. Lafay wouldn't be here if her classroom was about to be engulfed by flames, so it was safe to assume that they had successfully extinguished it. There was a big commotion now in the waiting area. Students were impatiently waiting to be helped, Professor Lafay seemed to be exceptionally angry, hissing at students left and right, and the the Healer didn't know where to begin with so many people. He wondered if Professor Lafay had found out how the fire started, or who started it. Eino and Kurumi were the ones who opened the door to the store room but there was no evidence that led him to believe someone was responsible for it. Just what was she going to do, interrogate all students? It was probably just an accident, although suspicion would arise if there was a second fire. That would be no coincidence.

Arabella-Marie walked into the waiting room and sighed her hands hurt and she was feeling bad but she knew that she had to be patient the healer was overloaded with students who were all injuried during the fire in the storeroom why did arabella go down there in the first place

Tate strolled into the Hospital Wing as if were out on a walk and just happened to decide to drop by to visit Lily. Not because Lafay had sent for him. Honestly... he wasn't at her constant beck and call, and if she thought...

Well. It was busy in here today. What was that about?

"I'm here, Professor. You wanted a word?"

His attention was drawn to a cat loose in the infirmary. Totally inappropriate. "Lad, you'll need to take your cat back to the common room. Familiars aren't allowed in the castle proper, and this room needs to be as sanitary as possible."

"Indeed I did." She said wiping soot off her face. "Someone found it funny to get my storeroom on fire." She said staring at him, her face red from anger. Yes, her storeroom... "I haven't inventoried, but I can tell you, I lost ALL the ingredients and potions the storeroom contained. Whatever wasn't lost, is contaminated."

She did not mean to eavesdrop. As Aiden keeps poking her swollen ankle in boredom, she accidently heard that Lafay is telling the headmaster that someone set her storeroom on fire.

Wait! Was it set on fire? She thought that she heard roaring and actually saw a dragon?

"Excuse me, Professor Lafay, Headmaster," Aiden interrupts, but politely and still sitting and unable to stand. "I don't think anyone set your storeroom on fire," she pauses. Then, she continues. "There was... A dragon," she reveals the truth.

"Set your..." Tate's eyebrows rose up nearly into his hairline at her remarks. That was quite serious, especially as she had a variety of nearly priceless ingredients in her stores. Not to mention that fire was dangerous, even in an old stone castle.

"We can replace the ingredients. Make up a list and I'll owl the governors for assistance. But... are these students all injured as a result of the fire? Anything serious?" See? No one listened when he told them not to die, but it was very good advice.

"A dragon, you say? Did you see the dragon? Where would it have gone?" Tate didn't necessarily doubt the child, but how would a dragon have gotten into the castle anyway? They weren't small, and they weren't invisible.

Simon looked as someone said about a dragon. "I was looking for the dragon when someone said there was one but I never saw it whilst I was trying to put the fire out." Simon sighed, it would have been cool if he had but he hadn't. "Professor Lafay, Headmaster from the way the fire wouldn't stop until Professor Lafay came, I would have to say whatever caused it didn't want it being put out." Simon said truthfully, he was trying not to think about the burns on his hands and legs.

OOC: You guys need to cut back on the chatter a bit. It's getting very hard to wade through all of your posts to find your characters and fix them. Please be patient.

"That will kick in instantly." Lily assured with a soothing voice. She took the empty bottle and vanished it, "Now, I need you to tell me where exactly you've been burned, and if anything else happened."

They'd probably all need breathing treatments as well.

Lily glanced at this child, "I will get there as soon as I can." Really, she was only one woman, and no one else was there to help her. "Take one of the potions, and the next time he wakes up, get him to drink it."

She glanced around the room. These children were all sitting around whining and not helping themselves. "You ALL need to drink the pain potions right away!" She called to the whole lot of them.

Just do it.

This was absurd. Ridiculous. Embarrassing! Why, out of everyone else in this humongous castle, did this pest of a Slytherin have to pick her to cling to like a leech?! Lola Jones was everywhere--in the same house she was in, in the same classes she was in, on the same Quidditch team she was in! The list just went on and on, and Sierra sudden felt sort of claustrophobic, like she may need some fresh air.

Only, if she went for fresh air, Lola Jones would follow her out onto the grounds, as well. She always did, didn't she?

Sierra's eyebrows wrinkled inward in annoyance. Did Jones have to scream?! Was it necessary? The same headache Sierra had been suffering from for the past three days was pounding now, getting worse and worse with every word out of the leech's mouth. ...and then, then she was slapped! "Lola!" Sierra hissed again, her voice still in a half-whisper. Her hand involuntarily reached toward the girl's shirt. She was going to strangle her, threaten her! There were professors around, though.

...and she was not going to get a detention for Lola Jones. She glared at the girl again. She'd get her--later. She didn't know when, she didn't know how, but Lola Jones was going to get it!



...and then there was someone else yelling at Lola. A voice Sierra automatically recognized as belonging to Professor Lafay. Her head jerked toward the woman, and she smiled an evil, pleased smile as she took in the professor's words. That's right, Lola Jones. Shut up!

Oh, ...wait! Professor Lafay knew a spell to sedate someone?! Sierra really needed to learn that spell. She'd cast it on Lola as much as humanly possible, yes she would! Then and only then, would she ever get the girl away from her.



At the sound of another voice, Sierra turned toward the Headmaster. Oh, of course he'd be here. After all, there'd been an act of vandalism in the school, and although she wouldn't say so right away, Sierra was almost sure a few of the Gryffindors had been responsible. She kept her eyes on Tate, listening to see if she could pick up on anything.



She...lost all her ingredients? Of course she had. The storeroom looked almost beyond recognition the last Sierra looked. The evil, pleased smile Sierra had put on when the professor had been threatening Lola with sedation suddenly fell. On that note, she looked toward Hollingberry with a glare.



...there had been a dragon? Sierra turned from Kurumi and looked toward the younger Slytherin girl. Hmm. That was funny. Sierra hadn't remembered seeing a dragon. Unless, of course, it was a dragon in scarlet and gold robes...

Simon looked at his burnt hands how was he going to drink the pain potion, he didn't want anything to touch his hand. "Professor I can't open the bottle, everytime my hands touch the bottle it hurts worse." Simon sighed, he hated having burnt hands.

Man, now Simon chose to act like a helplessa little kitten, honestly. Chloe grabbed a bottle which ofcouse hurt to do put once she managed to swallow the stuff herpain subsided. It was so worth it. Chloe then turned to Simon, "Would you like me to help you get some pain potion in your system, just open your mouth and I'll pour some in.".

Lola turned her head from Sierra's shoulders, her mouth open in surprise as Professor Lafay called her name. "Yes, missus?!" She stopped and then mentally found herself in a black room in the back of her mind when she was ordered to 'shut up.'

This was it.

HER LIFE WAS OVER.

The words echoed in her head--'SHUT UP LOLA JONES YOU HAVE NO SPOT IN THIS WORLD ANYMORE' and she helplessly raised her singed finger up in the air, as if--AS IF SHE WAS SHATTERED.

She gasped (the gasp lasted about seven seconds or so) but it was a looooong, looooooong gasp. "I'm so sorry, Professor! I didn't mean to! Please forgive me, Professor, pleaaaase!" Lola almost started to open her mouth to beg even more and suck up to this professor; tell her how amazing she was, "OH, DID YOU GET A PERM?!"--"just look at those nails!" but luckily, the girl stopped herself.

Inhale. Exhale.



She overheard the Headmaster and a student talking. Dragons? YES! Lola quickly huddled over to where he was and raised her singed finger. "Yes, yes sire, there was indeed a dragon! A dungeon dragon and it went RAH RAH--like a dungeon dragon, sireeee!"

Lola gasped again, wondering if this dragon was to be caught or roam the corridors forever! "You'll lock him away, right? Put him in a jail cell?! You promise?! The dragon should take your warnings, Headmaster, pleeeeaaaaeaeaeaaaaaaseeeeeee!"

She stole a glance at Lafay. Hmm. Maybe she did need to be sedated.



"Pain Potions!" She still didn't know her name.

She looked stressed.

Tsk tsk tsk.



Someone was hissy!

Did the dragon smoke she inhaled make her feel... LIKE A DRAGON?! Like a ruh ruh like a dungeon dragon?! Lola understood. She only gave an angelic smile to Sierra, remembering herself as Mother Lola and patted her head. "It's alright, Sierra, it's all riiiiiiiiight! Shh shhh shhh, it'll be all done soon."

Lola was obviously an angel sent to decorrupt this Slytherin girl--she needed to be a good influence!

She gasped AGAIN when she read the list. "Oh my my my my. We're the only ones together on the list! The Healer must know that we're best friends, Sierra--she must be a clairvoyant too! This is fate, I say. DESTINY--A SIGN... that we shall be together as one FOREVER!"

The fourth-year girl suddenly started to roughly drag the girl into the Healing Room.

The more and more Sierra listened to Lola's continuous outbursts, the more and more she found herself trying desperately to breath. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Lola Jones was giving her claustrophobia. There was just no escaping her, and little by little, Sierra felt herself being backed into a corner by the overly-clingy pest of a girl.

She closed her eyes as she tried to breath. If she edged away from Lola, Lola would just come right back. She always did! She was like this never-ending nightmare Sierra would have to endure for--what year was Lola again?--four more years! ...oh, but wait. The healer was calling them to the back now, and Sierra would be free, free from this leech of a girl who'd attached herself so tightly that Sierra wasn't even sure she could flick out her wand if she needed to.

...and she needed to. She needed that sedation spell!

She had to get a hold of herself. Lola was starting to drive her insane, and she was tougher than this! ...but wait! What was this?! They'd been placed into a room...together?! Sierra felt herself being dragged out of the chair by Lola, and she jerked quickly away and out of the confines of the girls hands as she left the room and headed toward the back. All she wanted was a headache potion--a headache potion! "Do not speak to me, sit by me, or even look at me in this room, do you understand me?" she whispered, turning around long enough to say that and then continuing on her way to room nine.

As the Healer tended about the students a couple of stretchers floated silently into the waiting room, carrying the young Hufflepuffs Oakey and another one named Amy. With another flick of his wrist Salander suspended the stretchers a few feet from the floor, waiting for Healer Moretti to make her way to the young Badgers. He glanced at the logbook, wondering if he too should fill it up. He wasnt injured by the fire per-se, but he has been feeling ill for a while now, trying to shake it off but it seems to just get progressively worse. Unconsciously his hand pressed against his stomach, feeling that growling hunger that has persisted for weeks he almost doesnt remember a time when it wasnt like that.

Trying to distract himself from his bizarre malady he listened to Lafay and Tate discuss the incident in the dungeons. All the Potions supplies gone, what would they use for Potions class then? Was there anything there that the Healer needed to treat them, possibly himself? Then someone spoke about a dragon. Huh? In the storeroom? Well the fire didnt seem to want to quit, and for a moment the Slytehrin lad considered the idea. Problem is he didnt hear the sound of a large dragon that he expected with a blaze that intense.

He glanced at Oakey and Amy then uttered "Healer Moretti should get to you guys soon."

Thanks Salamander Oakey said before he got back to his intense coughing fit. Before he sat down He coughed walked his way over to the reference book and coughed wrote his name into the book.

Moretti had instructed instructed the lot f them to take a pain potion so Oakey then coughed found his way over to get one and coughed drank it down to the last drip (was he supposed to take it all?). That felt a little better But Oakey was still coughing.

Oakey coughed dropped onto one of the waiting room seats and coughed listened in on The conversation that Leafy and Tate were having, something about a dragon. Oakey coughed froze in place but that soon ended as he began to cough uncontrollably again.

Moretti had set up a couple of temporary rooms for the overcrowded hospital wing. One of which was specifically for Oakey.
He coughed made his way into the room.

He could replace the ingredients. Most of them anyway... the ones she couldn't tell him about... the ones the cult gave her... those were lost. "I don't think anything serious... Master Sinclair came to get me just in time and was willing to incur my wrath for interrupting my meeting with another student..." She looked towards him. "As for a Dragon... I think I would know if something like a dragon was in my dungeon."

She turned to the boy... it made sense.

"Greingoth! Quiet, and take the potion the nurse gave you. Now." She said looking at the girl.

"Morets will help you Master De Simpson..." she said.

"Sweet Circe..." She said looking at the girl. Her eyes then flashed towards the headmaster. "This one must have breathed in some fumes..." She said to him. "She should be sedated to be examined. I could ablige...?" she said going for her wand.