Cale felt like his legs were going to cave in from the weight of carrying Nigel all the way up the stairs from the grounds. He felt like he had been carrying a hippogriff! There was definitely a reason guys usually didn't carry other guys around. They were just too darn heavy.

"Erm, excuse me, Intern Trelawney," Cale murmered as he walked in, using all his might to not gag from the strain of having to speak up to her since she was an authority figure now. Gah. He missed being able to talk back to her a bit when she was prefect. Even if that was only once. "I hate to bother you, since you're obviously busy, but Nigel here kind of...had an accident. The Whomping Willow flung him a good 20 feet across the grounds, and when I got there he was unconscious," he explained. He was afraid to put him down in case he accidentally bumped his head against something in the process and injured him even more, so he just continued to hold him over his shoulder.