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DaniDiNardo · 12-04-2018, 12:00 PM

The cleanest room in the entire castle is, for more than obvious reasons, the hospital wing. Considering this is a magical school and accidents happen, it is not uncommon to see students and even staff being sent or brought here throughout the school year. Rest assured that no matter what mishap or injury you have, the school healer will have you fixed up and back to normal in no time ... depending on the severity, of course.

The primary feature of this decent-sized room are a series of standard issued beds. Accompanying each bed is a set of dividers, meant to give the person staying here privacy, and a wheeled table at the foot of it containing a jar of crystal clear water, glasses, and a vase of brightly coloured flowers. For those staying overnight, the bedside tables contain a set of sterile pyjamas and a pair of clean socks that are charmed to adjust and fit the wearer. Two steel chairs have been provided for visitors -- these are not the most comfortable as the patients here need plenty of rest in order to recover quickly. As per her job description, the healer rarely leaves the room when there are patients under her care and is always on call.

OOC: Please do not play for the Healer: PhoenixRising.

lazykitty · 02-22-2019, 10:18 AM

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Amelia wisheeeddd there was something she could offer the head girl, honestly, but it was a peculiar situation and alas she was coming to halt on ideas. But apparently a Hufflepuff, Archer, was now in here with fur too????

"I'm going to venture a guess that it's not allergies, unfortunately." Wait, the two girls didn't give this to each other, did they?? Diseases sadly spread like wildflowers among Hogwarts students. "Archer, have a seat," and she went to get her an anti-itch potion as well. It wasn't a permanent solution; more like a band-aid, until she could figure out more of what could be done. "Yes, Ministry, right good. Headmaster first though." Since she was sure Malachi would want to hear of these situations before rashly doing something like getting the Ministry involved. They didn't need the Ministry here quite yet, as she was sure they already were on the radar for events in the past few years.

Her, Archer, allergic to something? Preposterous! So, no, she was going to agree that it wasn't allergies. She did plop down where Professor Adara indicated and took the potion offered, downing it in one sip.

Whoaaaaaaaaa, wait a minute. Ministry? Noooope, anything but the Ministry. Let's just say that whatever her family's relationship was with the CIA, it was just as bad with those guys. So, she was glad that Adara had put a pin in that idea.

Though, she would also like an answer to Chole's question, please and thank you.

*PhoenixRising* · 02-25-2019, 05:31 AM

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Daisy thought for a moment. "I think tackling one subject at a time with the individual professor sounds like the most ideal situation. It would be the least stressful option for me," she replied to the Healer.

"Good, good, is there anything else you need from me at this time, Ms Swann?" Amelia asked, looking the girl up and down, making mental notes to speak with the other professors to ensure she's able to keep up with her work alright.

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Ohhhhh, would you look at that? The potion was working and his oh so mysterious symptoms were starting to subside. But when Daisy was ALSO mentioned, those fake stomach pangs quickly turned into anger and despite being dismissed to go back to class, Maxton entered tantrum mode. He didn't budge.

"I can't fly," he insisted, folding his arms across his chest as he G L A R E D at the woman. "And I think you presuming that I should be able to just because of my surname is dumb." There. He said it. It probably wasn't very wise but too late.

Well, someone was touchy. And yet Amelia couldn't help but feel A M U S E M E N T at all of this because he kind of brought it upon himself with his fake symptoms to skive off well, whatever it was he wanted to.

"It's got nothing to do with your surname but well, flying a broomstick is NOT difficult task and I don't believe you any medical inhibitions." For merlin's sake, she had diabetics and asthmatics willing to fly. "It's rather, you choose not to, for why, I'm not certain."

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"Headmaster first, then, but can we also owl my mom?" Because Chloe's mother knew everything and would fix it. And that wasn't just some lame opinion, it was actual fact. Chloe grabbed hold of the anti-itch potion in the Healer's hand. Maybe that was rude? It probably was, but she was in actual literal pain and it was unbearable.

"This is going to get better, right?"

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Her, Archer, allergic to something? Preposterous! So, no, she was going to agree that it wasn't allergies. She did plop down where Professor Adara indicated and took the potion offered, downing it in one sip.

Whoaaaaaaaaa, wait a minute. Ministry? Noooope, anything but the Ministry. Let's just say that whatever her family's relationship was with the CIA, it was just as bad with those guys. So, she was glad that Adara had put a pin in that idea.

Though, she would also like an answer to Chole's question, please and thank you.

"Of course, naturally, i can notify your parents as well," she glanced to Archer for confirmation of this. Because their parents should be notified even if it pained her to do so because she was here to keep Hogwarts safe and yet she felt like a disappointment. And yet, perhaps this was out of her control?? Perhaps the apparent 'unsafe' environment was just meant as practical tests to hone their magical and critical thinking skills. Prepare them for the world outside the castle walls.

"Yes. I'm in need to speak with the Headmaster, but Professor Noble as well for some solution, but yes, we won't stop until you both are better. And anyone else who comes down with this ... affliction."

Ginevra · 02-25-2019, 08:05 AM

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"Good, good, is there anything else you need from me at this time, Ms Swann?" Amelia asked, looking the girl up and down, making mental notes to speak with the other professors to ensure she's able to keep up with her work alright.

Daisy shook her head in the negative. "No, there isn't. Oh, sorry, erm..what happens with me being admitted to St Mungos?" The Hufflepuff needed to know such things.

Waterloo · 02-25-2019, 10:09 AM

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Well, someone was touchy. And yet Amelia couldn't help but feel A M U S E M E N T at all of this because he kind of brought it upon himself with his fake symptoms to skive off well, whatever it was he wanted to.

"It's got nothing to do with your surname but well, flying a broomstick is NOT difficult task and I don't believe you any medical inhibitions." For merlin's sake, she had diabetics and asthmatics willing to fly. "It's rather, you choose not to, for why, I'm not certain."

"Obviously it has everything to do with my surname otherwise why'd you mention my dad? And my sister?" Max raised his voice in dispute, unfolding his arms and gesturing wildly instead. He really was sick now. Sick of people like THIS lady!! Sick of all the people that gave him a hard time and judgement just because he liked to keep both feet firmly on the ground.

"I bet there's a bunch of stuff you choose not to do too. And how would YOU feel if someone tried tricking you into doing them??" Because clearly, that was her whole ploy here. Well, she failed. And she was a rubbish Healer because now he felt worse than he did when he'd stepped in here.

GOOD JOB.

*PhoenixRising* · 02-25-2019, 04:04 PM

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Daisy shook her head in the negative. "No, there isn't. Oh, sorry, erm..what happens with me being admitted to St Mungos?" The Hufflepuff needed to know such things.

Amelia nodded and was about to see the girl off when she asked another question. "Ah right, well, I think so it doesn't interfere anymore than necessary with your studies, you'll go after your last class on Fridays. We'll meet by the entrance gates and take you via side-apparition. Once at St Mungos, they'll have record of your ... dilemmas and be able to help give you some coping management skills." Did that make sense? Hopefully? It wasn't as if she was physically ill, so coping skills definitely made sense but she wasn't in the psychiatric aspect of healing either. Although come to think of it, she probably should brush up on those skills, perhaps over the summer.

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"Obviously it has everything to do with my surname otherwise why'd you mention my dad? And my sister?" Max raised his voice in dispute, unfolding his arms and gesturing wildly instead. He really was sick now. Sick of people like THIS lady!! Sick of all the people that gave him a hard time and judgement just because he liked to keep both feet firmly on the ground.

"I bet there's a bunch of stuff you choose not to do too. And how would YOU feel if someone tried tricking you into doing them??" Because clearly, that was her whole ploy here. Well, she failed. And she was a rubbish Healer because now he felt worse than he did when he'd stepped in here.

GOOD JOB.

"Because i figured mentioning your dad might help in provoking the truth as to what you're trying to skive off. I wasn't born yesterday, Prefect Carden, and you come to the hospital wing without any TRUE ailments because you're trying to skip something. The question is WHAT and WHY?" Yes perhaps it wasn't professional the way she was speaking to him and yes she may have been judging him but she had the sense she needed to be firm with her words.

"This isn't about what I'M choosing not to do, is it?" That was all she wanted to say on that matter. And sadly she doubted this was the first time he would be manipulated in life because that was life and he needed to learn how to cope against those trying to manipulate him. How to be strong, if you will.

Waterloo · 02-25-2019, 06:04 PM

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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising

"Because i figured mentioning your dad might help in provoking the truth as to what you're trying to skive off. I wasn't born yesterday, Prefect Carden, and you come to the hospital wing without any TRUE ailments because you're trying to skip something. The question is WHAT and WHY?" Yes perhaps it wasn't professional the way she was speaking to him and yes she may have been judging him but she had the sense she needed to be firm with her words.

"This isn't about what I'M choosing not to do, is it?" That was all she wanted to say on that matter. And sadly she doubted this was the first time he would be manipulated in life because that was life and he needed to learn how to cope against those trying to manipulate him. How to be strong, if you will.

She was making ZERO sense. These accusations! His acting abilities had been absolutely top notch and he knew it. In his whole time at Hogwarts, he'd never ever back chatted a Professor but this one had touched a nerve, so...

"They should bring back Healer Macmillan, at least she was good at her job," Max retaliated as he clumsily slipped off the bed and back onto his feet, fully intending to leave. He was leaving AND he wasn't going back to class. If anyone asked why, he'd tell them the truth. He'd gone to the Healer for help and she'd only made him feel 100 times worse.

Ginevra · 02-26-2019, 05:11 AM

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Amelia nodded and was about to see the girl off when she asked another question. "Ah right, well, I think so it doesn't interfere anymore than necessary with your studies, you'll go after your last class on Fridays. We'll meet by the entrance gates and take you via side-apparition. Once at St Mungos, they'll have record of your ... dilemmas and be able to help give you some coping management skills." Did that make sense? Hopefully? It wasn't as if she was physically ill, so coping skills definitely made sense but she wasn't in the psychiatric aspect of healing either. Although come to think of it, she probably should brush up on those skills, perhaps over the summer.

Daisy carefully took mental notes as the woman spoke. "I understand and once again thanks for all this." Daisy stood at the entrance to the hospital wing and waved before departing.

Lissy Longbottom · 03-03-2019, 05:33 PM

Nettie had been putting this off for a very long time. PROBABLY too long. She'd had so many people tell her to go to the Healer that she lost track. She knew she had to do this eventually, though, and her hair was not getting any less thick. It was certainly not a problem she could ignore any longer.

She walked in, looking for the healer with a sad expression on her face.

*PhoenixRising* · 03-04-2019, 08:55 PM

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She was making ZERO sense. These accusations! His acting abilities had been absolutely top notch and he knew it. In his whole time at Hogwarts, he'd never ever back chatted a Professor but this one had touched a nerve, so...

"They should bring back Healer Macmillan, at least she was good at her job," Max retaliated as he clumsily slipped off the bed and back onto his feet, fully intending to leave. He was leaving AND he wasn't going back to class. If anyone asked why, he'd tell them the truth. He'd gone to the Healer for help and she'd only made him feel 100 times worse.

Wow. So if there was one thing about the spawn of Clifford Carden it was that he definitely had GUTS. Fighting the urge to roll her eyes, Amelia just simply shook her head. Because she had no words. Obviously anything she said would not be taken seriously by him, so what did it matter? And if he went back to class, great, if not, she could care less. It was his own future, not hers.

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Nettie had been putting this off for a very long time. PROBABLY too long. She'd had so many people tell her to go to the Healer that she lost track. She knew she had to do this eventually, though, and her hair was not getting any less thick. It was certainly not a problem she could ignore any longer.

She walked in, looking for the healer with a sad expression on her face.

Busily reading up on antidotes to what might be causing the furry infestation, Amelia glanced up to see yet another student affected. Another quidditch player too, oh Merlin. She barely recognized the Ravenclaw Chaser under the thick coat of hair.

"Miss Gladin, you too??" At first Amelia might have considered it to be a Ravenclaw problem, but then she recalled Archer too had the issue. "Itchiness, i take it?"

Lissy Longbottom · 03-05-2019, 02:58 AM

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Busily reading up on antidotes to what might be causing the furry infestation, Amelia glanced up to see yet another student affected. Another quidditch player too, oh Merlin. She barely recognized the Ravenclaw Chaser under the thick coat of hair.

"Miss Gladin, you too??" At first Amelia might have considered it to be a Ravenclaw problem, but then she recalled Archer too had the issue. "Itchiness, i take it?"

Nettie blinked at her. "You know about that??" she asked. Well, that answered her question about whether or not the itching was related - and the fact that this was, apparently, a common affliction. Immediately her anxiety started to melt away. She likely WASN'T dying then - unless the whole school was. In which case, they had a big problem.

"Yeah. My hair is growing like crazy too. It's growing a few inches every few days!" she explained in exasperation.

DaniDiNardo · 03-27-2019, 07:07 AM

His own cure now well on its way through his body, Malachi waited by the table housing the vials for the students to begin arriving. He imagined some of the ... more infected ones would be some of the first to arrive. He'd have been up here in the blink of an eye.

Feeling a lot more at ease knowing he was finally getting the last of the school's issues sorted, the man had a more casual stance. His hands remained loosely in his pockets. Once he was done here, he would go write up the report for the Board of Governors, let them know that everything was sorted so they could have their own reports done up.

Perhaps he'd swing by the kitchen afterward, now that it was right as rain. Had to make full use of it before the term ended.

siriusblackliveson · 03-27-2019, 02:41 PM

Patrick scurried into the hospital wing. He didn’t have it as bad as other students but it still was soooo embarrassing having something like this happen to him. With a quick pace he got up the courage scratching a bit behind his head. He was so ready to go back to his normal self. He was surprised anyone took him seriously as Quidditch Captain with the small patches of pink fur he had.

”Hi Headmaster. Here to get the cure. Get these patches of fur under control.” he hoped he didn’t sound too eager but man did he want his life to go back to normal. He thought it was going to be a tame year.... but no instead he got pink fur.

Birchwoodmom · 03-27-2019, 04:10 PM

Kassie quietly slipped into the hospital wing, carrying a large box filled with healing balms and anti-itch creams that were just made in Professor Noble's lab, and placed the box on the supply counter. She was sure Professor Adara would be pleased with the work the students had done. To be quite honest, she was impressed by the work Ms. Swann had done. The 6th year had shown her knowledge and skill to be well beyond her age.

Once the box was placed, she turned to see Headmaster Trent and Mr. Dooley. "Oh, I see the cure is here and ready. I'd be happy to stay and help you administer them to the infected." Kassie lightly scratched her arm "I should probably take some as well."

Suziella · 03-27-2019, 11:29 PM

Tristan was curious about whether or not there had been a cure for the interesting infection going around, when he saw the notice on the bulletin board and decided it probably wasn't a bad idea to take the cure just in case.

As he got to the Hospital Wing, he pushed open the doors and looked inside. It was surprisingly not as busy as he had expected it to be. "Hello Headmaster, Professor Sutton. I came to take and administer the cure. If you want my help of course." He said with a small smile, hoping he could be of some use. He was sure Amelia was extremely stressed out with all of this.

sweetpinkpixie · 03-28-2019, 12:26 AM

Finally. Though for Derf the whole hairy situation wasn't what bothered him as much as the, er, gnawing and trying to chew on things that had no right being in his mouth. His poor broom handle and his wand...though his wand had at least not splintered like his broom. Just went to show you which he favored in use, he reckoned. He would be glad for Chloe though. The whole fur thing was sorta putting her in this kinda existential crisis over her appearance and, well, he couldn't really blame her. It was ... confusing looking in the mirror and seeing someone who who could be mistaken as a half transformed werewolf looking back at you. He would still stand by his comment though - how he looked was still loads better than any human transfiguration attempt he would ever make.

The irony was that, as he entered the hospital wing, the seventh year was currently with the spine of his Potions textbook between his teeth. He had been in review when he had heard about the cure and didn't want to wait to finish before swinging by the hospital wing.

Uh...cure please?

Cassirin · 03-28-2019, 01:39 AM

"Spit it out, Derfy," Chloe used the exact same tone she'd used on her younger brother when he was a toddler and liked to put everything in his mouth. The same tone she used on her dog when the beagle ate garbage in the yard. The same tone for an infected boyfriend, apparently, and she was without remorse. "That's not food, remember?"

Not that she was much better, considering every pair of school robes she owned had the sleeves half chewed off. Graduation meant a new wardrobe, right? So it didn't matter that she only had short sleeved clothes left (and nothing that had started that way originally).

She took his hand and swung it as they approached the Headmaster and Professors Sutton and Wayland. "Ready to be fur-free, sir. Does it work fast? Do you suppose the itch goes away completely? Because the itch was worse than the fur, if you believe it." Hard to believe, considering how very frightening she looked at the moment, even with all the little braids and flowers in her fur. Hippie beasty.

Anna Banana · 03-28-2019, 02:29 AM

Torii frowned to herself as she made her way into the hospital wing. This was the place she least expected to find herself in her brand new school. Here she was, though. She'd had a great first year here, save for the whole mutant situation. A huge part of her would always miss Ilvermorny, but she had also found a new home at Hogwarts. Weird to think the year was nearly over, and soon she'd be heading home again.

Fifth year would be here before she knew it.

In the meantime, she had to take care of this little problem she had. The furry little problem that had left her with the urge to eat quills and the such. See if she ever picked up an unidentified, cute lil creature EVERRRR again. Spotting Derf and Chole just up ahead, obviously here for the same reason, the fourth year fell into step behind them. "Uhh...yeah. Same," she said, still kind of embarrassed about the whole situation. "I'll need the cure, too, please."

Lissy Longbottom · 03-28-2019, 03:33 AM

EVERYONE GET OUT OF THE WAY. THERE WAS A CURE AND NETTIE NEEDED IT.

As soon as she had seen the notice, she'd immediately turned and BOOKED it to the hospital wing. She knew that in retrospect, the disease hadn't been nearly as bad for her as it had been for others. The image of Mark gnawing on paint tubes in the art classroom was still fresh in her mind. As far as she was concerned though - everyone was going to get it at some point, and for Nettie, that point was NOW.

"I need the cure!" she exclaimed as she ran in to the hospital wing. Oh. There was already a line forming. She'd been running so fast she literally ran RIGHT into the person at the back (Torii) but thankfully she hadn't been going SO fast that she toppled over or anything. "Oh, sorry," she said to the girl. Hadn't she run in to her before? Literally? Hmmm.

SO RIGHT. THAT CURE. GIMME.

DaniDiNardo · 03-28-2019, 09:50 AM

As he expected, it wouldn't be long waiting before others started piling in. The Headmaster was already reaching for a vial as he watched Dooley enter. "All yours, son. Swallow it all in one go, don't think too much about the taste. Should get yourself right as rain in about five minutes." He'd tasted it himself and was glad he'd swallowed it in one go. Ugh.

Just as he extended the vial to the Slytherin Captain, Malachi watched with some level of curiosity as Sutton placed whatever she had brought with her down. More potions? Stuff for the hospital wing? He did recall something about trying to replenish the Healer's supplies. "Of course." Meant for both her and now Wayland who'd also entered the room. Help would be greatly appreciated."One vial per student--this," He extended a vial to the Creature Professor. "is all yours." While he wasn't aware of him exhibiting symptoms, the man had helped with the searches and had no doubt come in contact with the furry creatures.

...Which reminded him. "Bottoms up." He encouraged, offering a vial to the Divination Professor as well. Needed everyone back in functioning...order.

"What she said." Referring to Kettleburn's--Merlin she needed that cure--demand that the Head Boy stop eating his textbook. It was indeed not food, and the lad likely needed it for his homework. "Here." The man levitated a vial toward each of them. "Like I was saying to Dooley just now, it's best to go at it all at once." Otherwise they may not be inclined to keep swallowing.

He'd been about to offer one to Stark as well when Gladin literally came crashing in. "Er...are you alright?" Were they both? Malachi understood the rush, however. The Head Girl was all the reason anyone needed to rush.

Tazzie · 03-28-2019, 11:54 AM

Harri honestly didn't mind slowly turning into a furball of some sorts. It made her feel cool that her already messy blonde mane was joined in by pink fur and that from afar she almost sported a silhouette of a pink porcupine. It made her feel like she was part of some secret society, which, she kind of was - the never cuddle a pink fur thing again no matter how cute it was club (she probably wouldn't heed the lesson on this one though). What she was ready to get out of, however, was the itching. DEAR MERLIN, the itching. And seeing EVERYTHING as food. It was fun at first, but eventually having to frequently floss your teeth for any quill residue got downright bothersome.

So when the announcement that a cure was available came up, she immediately shuffled over to the hospital wing behind the older students. Nope, she didn't ran into any of them or anything. Just waiting and raising her hand here. "I'll have the cure too, please!"

lazykitty · 03-28-2019, 11:59 AM

Archer hadn't even let the announcement reach the word 'cure' before booking it to the hospital wing. "Meep!" Yeah, had she mentioned that she'd decided to start talking like Beaker that day, you know, since she was all covered with fur and all? No? Well, she had.

Cure, please.

Cassirin · 03-29-2019, 02:04 AM

Honestly. Honestly, could the Headmaster not look at her like she was the most disturbing thing he'd ever seen? Like, she wasn't the only hairball, nor was she unable to keep her fur clean and smelling nice, so why did he act like he could barely look at her? Unless it was because he missed her bright, sunny face and the fur covered it. Awww, he missed her?

Imagine how hard next year was going to be.

"Thanks, sir," Chloe caught her phial mid-air and threw back the contents. All in one glug, right? She would put up with any number of unpleasant things to get rid of the fur and the ITCH. Done yet?

sweetpinkpixie · 03-30-2019, 08:01 AM

You know when a crup was scolded for removing a muggle of their shoe and then went to town on it, shaking their head and everything to try and get through the leather? That wide eyed sad look of complete Weltschmerz disappointing their master? That was the sort of expression the Head Boy wore when his Head Girl gave him a well earned tongue lashing...which then caused him to drop the book right there, to the floor, on the spot.

".....sorry..." he mumbled, ruffling his hair a fair bit before the headmaster made his way over to him with a phial of cure solution. "Thank you, sir," he nodded as he accepted it. All in one go...right...he could do that.

Taking a deep breath, Derf plugged his nose with his free hand and dipped his head back to down it all in one go as instructed. Would take about five minutes, yeah? He could wait juuuuuuuuuust to make sure everything worked like it should.

DaniDiNardo · 03-30-2019, 08:28 AM

Good, no more book eating. Malachi reached for another two vials for the latest pair to arrive, pausing at Calrissian's....whatever that had been. As far as he knew, this illness didn't impair speech--thankfully, they didn't need THAT mess added--so he would chalk it up to the girl being a little odd in the head. Poor thing. The fur must have been getting to her head.

"Bottoms up, you two." He said, levitating a vial over to both the first year Gryffindor and the Hufflepuff. The itch hadn't really gotten a chance to kick in for him but he did feel the beginning of it and could only imagine how much the lot of them might've been suffering.

"These should work just fine, but for everyone who's already swallowed, I would still like you to wait out the five or so minutes...just so we can be sure." Who knew if they had some reaction to the ingredients or just didn't work on them specifically. That would be a problem in itself, one he hoped he wouldn't have to deal with.

"Quite the way to end your time here, huh?" He asked his student heads. Covered in fur and itch.

Cassirin · 03-31-2019, 02:05 AM

"It certainly isn't how I imagined this term going. Separate entirely from my never imagining I'd be the Head Girl, I didn't think I'd do it looking like a sink clog." And no amount of hair cuts, magical waxings, ribbons, or braids made her feel less gross.

Chloe watched her arms for any signs that the fur was diminishing, because she wasn't leaving this place until she looked like herself again. At almost exactly the five minute mark, the fur disappeared, and Chloe found herself staring at the skin of her arms - unmarred by rash or bumps or fur for the first time in forever. She immediately burst into tears.

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