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Old 01-19-2009, 09:35 PM   #212 (permalink)
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Seventh Year

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Sixth Year
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"Hbhai." He mumbled the fork still in his mouth as he kept on sucking the fruit. Sticking the fork out, he smiled sweetly at her, tilted his head and said, "Me name'th Willie. Willie Crocker." And with that, he stuck the fork back into his mouth.
Rachel smiled warmly, already warned from seeing Cela's face before that it wouldn't do to laugh with this kid. "It's nice to meet you, Willie. H-" she began, but then stopped abruptly as he popped his fork back into his mouth. Well... that's the end of that conversation, then. She cocked her head sideways and looked at him, trying to figure him out. He seemed like a normal enough first year kid, but he looked fiercer, somehow. Fierce? Pfft! Rachel, look at him, he's a saint!

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"Right." Cela agreed, "I don't know, I'm not really so good at naming pets. It took me months to name my owl." She hummed to herself happily and looked around the table.

"Oh my!" Cela exclaimed as she blinked at the presents put in front of her. Candy. Pygmy Puff. She turned around and gave Barry a hug, being careful of the scorpion of course. Turning back to the candy, Cela dropped the Scorpion down her shirt and made a crooning noise as she picked up the pygmy puff, "Yeah it was nice." Cela agreed half absently, before blinking at the warning about contacting Nico, "Oooh. I'll be good." she promised before offering some candy around.
"Well, you could give him the usual Blacky, or something along those lines. But they are really dull... How about Night?" she asked, the idea suddenly popping into her head. She smiled proudly at her slight cleverness and sat up straight, her eyes flicking to the scorpion as she liked the name more and more. But Cela has to like it too! She grinned as she watched the exchange between Cela and her friend, cooing on the inside. It's so sweet... Her thoughts immediately tuned to Toshi and she let her eyes wonder in search for him. Well... I guess he's taking his time, she thought with a small sigh.

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Barry looked at her and smilled. He said "Your new arn`t you?" not in a bad way but in a understanding way. "I was talking about Cale two well thats not his real second name. He`s our male prefect. I was merly asking if you have anything planned for this term. The names Barry Weasley" he said. At least she seemed nice.

"BOYYYYYYYYY!!!" exclaimed Barry scince he didn`t know his name he asked "Are you alright? Anything broken? Need to see the nurse"

"Give him some space" he said laughing at how panicy the girl was. Wait he shouldn`t be

"Willie come now you must see the nurse or at least let me help you," he said then he whispered in his ear "No one has to know . And a man wouldn`t let himself bleed to death
Rachel's brows furrowed together in confusion as Cela's friend thought she was new. "Er... No, I've been here ever since my first year," she said in a tentative voice, still not quite getting his point until he explained further. "Ahh! You mean our Cale? Erm, I don't really know him, to tell you the truth. I wasn't on the train because I live in Hogsmeade so I haven't officially met him yet. And it's nice to meet you Barry," she said with a beaming smile, "I'm Rachel Rider."
She gasped in shock as she watched Willie howl in pain. Oh no! For the love of Merlin, this is just my luck! She panicked, unsure of what to do. C'mon Rach, it's your resposibility now... You're a bloody prefect, do something!! She got up and walked around Cela to get to him but wasn't quick enough since another girl had arrived. Rachel watched in horror as Willie acted tough guy and refused help, claiming he was fine.
She shrieked as he removed his hands from his nose and she saw all the blood gushing from the wound the fork created. It's still stuck there! The fork is still there!!! She made to go forward again, but was stopped once more when Willie's pants fell (poor guy!) and he banged the fork on the table causing it to push itself further into his nose. "GAH!!!" she screamed still trying to get to poor Willie who was still stubbornly acting like he was fine.

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Hearing someone behind him Robert turned from the food-throwing first year to find another with a fork stuck in his nose and his pants down. Running a hand through his hair he groaned, What in the bloody hell is going on with these first years. Looking around he saw that a few other older students had come over to speak to the food-throwing one, so he walked over toward the boy and the...fork.

Sighing he looked down at the boy as he seemed to be emphatically refusing to see a nurse, "I'm afraid you are going to go. I know you're embarrassed...trust me I'd be too. But if you don't go willingly I'll carry you to the nurse." His face was serious as the looked at the boy. How did he get that in there?
She pulled herself together and made for him a third time and was overtaken again by another boy, this time a sixth year. Relief spread through her as she heard the boy's words. Good! He's sensible! "Willie," she said with a neutral expression, her voice sounding more like that of a teacher than a concerned student. Maybe he'll respond to that; since he seems to hate being pitied, "I imagine that really hurts. We can run to the nurse so quickly no one will ever notice, and then she'll get it out and you can come straight back here if you want, ok?" Come on, Willie Crocker... Respond! She was really worried now; he was losing so much blood and if he didn't get to the nurse soon then he'll faint.
An idea just struck here. The nurse is right here! Go get her; the boy clearly won't budge anyway... "Stay with him," she said to the sixth year and ran off towards the staff table, worried sick and hoping that she would be fast enough.
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