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Destiny 
Destiny had come to a conclusion as to why her stomach was bothering her.
And she hadn't realized it until she thanked the house elves. It was THEM who did this to her. They made the cake, they put it in the basket, they knew there were no skeletons, rats or pirates on the ship. But most of all, they knew she was going to be the one to eat it. They messed with the cake to make her sick!!
Those pesky house elves.
She decided not to mention her thoughts to Mia, though. She didn't think the Hufflepuff would believe her anyway. After all, the girl had kissed one on the forehead. And although replaying that vision in her head was downright HORRIFYING, it was nowhere near as HORRIFYING as what Mia was suggesting.
Go to the Healer?
"No, no, no, no, no." She was not going there. Mia couldn't make her! And to show her that she couldn't be made, Destiny began scooting down on the bench, further away from her friend. "I'm not going there. I'll run away."
Meh, she probably wouldn't get very far. But at least she would try.
Well apparently Destiny didn't like going to the hospital wing either but Mia figured it was for a different reason then why she didn't want to ever have to go there. Maybe her friend had had a bad experience there. Perhaps that Healer wasn't so great after all. HA! She couldn't wait to tell Nikolai that.
But that would have to wait because her friend was starting to look really horrible and she was refusing to get help for it.
"Oh for Merlin's sake Destiny, I'm not gonna make you go somewhere you don't want to. But we're gonna have to do something because you look like crap."
Not only did she still have bits of chocolate all over face but she was looking on the pasty side. And really, it wasn't a good look at all.
"What about some tea then? I'm pretty sure that's good for an upset stomach. You know, cut through all that fat and sugar."