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Originally Posted by Stefan  River jolted back juuuuust a tiny bit when a head full of blonde hair flipped upwards and back, and a pair of tired eyes looking at him. Even with the sudden rush of blood to Charlotte's face, she was still very pale making the dark circles under her eyes even more prominent.
And why was she asking for an awakening potion when she clearly needed sleep? Was her lack of snooze time because of her OWLs coming up, or was it because of something else? Most of the fifth years he knew brewed their own awakening potion to get more of their revisions done, and River had faith in Charlotte that she can very well brew the potion herself, considering that it was simple and basic for a fifth year.
Huh. For some odd reason, River could picture her Healer uncle, Kieran Toussaint standing behind Charlotte, shaking his head at him. Yep. Things didn't feel right around here.
"Awake for what, Miss Kettleburn?" Though River knew of the portal, and the three boys missing for days, the Healer wasn't aware of Charlotte's friendship with them.
It was possible for about six seconds there, Charlotte completely zoned out, fell asleep even. Micro sleep if that was even possible. Not that she noticed. But the healer was asking a question no and didn't he understand? Didn't he? She couldn't sleep. Literally couldn't but also figuratively couldn't.
"For when they come back. They're my friends...sir.. All of them, and I was there when Henry d-dis-disappeared. Couldn't find him any--"
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch A large silver lynx sprinted into the hospital wings check in area and stopped in front of Healer Reed. In Laurel Vance's feminine voice it said in clear tones.
"The three boys; Rooney, Carlton and Henry have finally come out of the portal. They are being escorted to the hospital wing by Professor Myers. They are all in bad shape."
Message delivered the silver lynx disolved and was gone.
--Charlotte stopped short at the sudden interruption. A patronus. She gasped. They were okay?!?!! But what did bad shape mean? After so long being gone... She stood up in a rush, and then promptly toppled over.
Fainting. How inconvenient.
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