Professor Myers had FINALLY noticed that Derf had eaten the fruits. Emmeline bounced nervously on the balls of her feet as she hovered next to Derf and watched the professor pour the antidote down his throat. It wasn't until the greenhouse started spinning and she'd stumbled back a step that the Gryffindor realized she'd been holding her breath, oooops. The second year took a deep breath and scanned the Hufflepuff's face, looking for any sort of change in his eyes or his expression.

She glanced nervously at Professor Myers after maybe 30 seconds and asked in a strained, forced-calm sort of tone: "Is he gonna be okay, Professor?" Not that she entirely trusted him, of course. She'd feel better after Mr. Healer said that Derf was okay, but... Professor Myers probably knew more about the evil fruits than Mr. Healer did, especially if he'd been lying about them being used in potions.

Derf was in Hufflepuff, though. Professor Myers would want to make sure that his own students weren't hurt forever, right? 'Cause surely the Head of House would be in loads and loads of trouble if Derf didn't get better, since he was all responsible for Hufflepuffs and stuff. She hoped that that would work in Derf's favor anyway...