Post by Amylee (Inactive) on Feb 7, 2007 14:17:57 GMT -5
After Potions was over, Amylee dutifully headed to the Hospital Wing as she'd been told to by Professora Birchheel and almost immediately became lost. No matter which way she turned she couldn't seem to find anything remotely resembling a 'Hospital Wing', and twice accidentally stumble upon a class in session. Thankfully the second professor was able to give her directions. Unfortunately by this time the Banana smelling slave had begun to loss effectiveness, and the blistering skin had become painful again.
Amylee didn't know whether she had to knock or simply waltz right in but the pain on her wrist forced her to act. She opened the door quietly and let herself in. Inside she found a large room with a vaulted ceiling - like the Great Hall only smaller. Along each side were long bright windows, and black metal framed beds, with crisp white sheets and soft blankets. At the far end she saw a desk that she surmised belonged to the head nurse.
She quickly walked the length of the room and stood before it her blistering wrist held before her in plain sight. The blisters look very vicious and Amylee could swear there were more there than before. Why did she have to get lost in the halls? She'd been about to ask for help finding the Hospital Wing but all the older students had looked either busy or very unfriendly. It was odd, but she could have sworn that she was the only first year in the school, they way everyone eyed her so coldly.
Amylee had a remarkably good voice. She hadn't noticed she'd started to sing, but as she finished the verse she couldn't help but remark at the truth of the song. Maybe she just hadn't gotten used to the Wizarding World yet . . . or maybe it really was just as cold and heartless and the Muggle World. She sighed and waited for the nurse to get back, wondering if there was even one on today.
Amylee didn't know whether she had to knock or simply waltz right in but the pain on her wrist forced her to act. She opened the door quietly and let herself in. Inside she found a large room with a vaulted ceiling - like the Great Hall only smaller. Along each side were long bright windows, and black metal framed beds, with crisp white sheets and soft blankets. At the far end she saw a desk that she surmised belonged to the head nurse.
She quickly walked the length of the room and stood before it her blistering wrist held before her in plain sight. The blisters look very vicious and Amylee could swear there were more there than before. Why did she have to get lost in the halls? She'd been about to ask for help finding the Hospital Wing but all the older students had looked either busy or very unfriendly. It was odd, but she could have sworn that she was the only first year in the school, they way everyone eyed her so coldly.
"~ I am lost at Sea without a friend
This journey will it never end
Won't you rescue me ~"
This journey will it never end
Won't you rescue me ~"
Amylee had a remarkably good voice. She hadn't noticed she'd started to sing, but as she finished the verse she couldn't help but remark at the truth of the song. Maybe she just hadn't gotten used to the Wizarding World yet . . . or maybe it really was just as cold and heartless and the Muggle World. She sighed and waited for the nurse to get back, wondering if there was even one on today.