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Silver Ninja 
Taking a seat, Isaac tried to relax in one of the chairs, but with his shoulder he just couldn't get comfortable. He'd woken up that morning and his shoulder was really sore more then the night before and was so tight that he could barely move it! That had made his decision about going to the healer or not. He'd mentioned it to Amelia the night before but until that morning hadn't fully decided to go or not.
He needed to be in perfect form if he'd be playing on the team that term! And there was no way he'd be able to play with this shoulder!
Amelia followed Isaac into the waiting room, resisting the urge to fuss over him with great difficulty. It was just a sore shoulder, after all. Yet the urge to fuss was still there. However, she was a Slytherin and she would not show how much she cared where just anyone could see. In the common room it was fine, but not in the Hospital Wing. Still, she was here for moral support and all that.
Taking the seat next to Isaac and sitting as close to him as possible she shot him a few unsubtle worried glances. "Are you sure it's just really stiff, and that it's not something more than that?" she finally asked him as they waited for the healer. She was fully aware that the question was most likely redundant, in that Isaac couldn't possibly give a diagnosis, but if she was going to resist fussing like a mother hen then she was just going to have to ask redundant questions.