Kurumi's arm was throbbing and beneath her black robes she could feel the fabric of her white shirt dampening just a bit. Great...and she thought that without playing Quidditch this term she would be avoiding the hospital wing.

Helpless to everything that was going on, Kurumi simply laid on the ground very still and attempted to calm her breathing. When she had done so enough to think straight, she picked up her wand and performed a quick swosh movement over her injured arm. "Inurio Bani," she whispered. That would have to do for now.

Kurumi watched as the Headmaster and Professor Scabior attempted to speak with the Acromantula and, freakishly, she was jealous. Talking to a creature like that?! HOW NEAT! Her eyes then shifted to Nate...who looked like he was thinking of trying something foolish. Would it be bad if she cast Immobulus on him? "Nate," she hissed from her spot on the ground. "Just back away and let the Headmaster and Professor Scabior handle this." Since, you know, they were attempting to negotiate with the creatures.

At least Oakey was listening, right?