Originally Posted by aussiegirl

Marcus rolled his eyes and shook his head. She was never going to give him a break and quite frankly he was done with hoping that she would, it seemed to be a fruitless exercise.

He opened his mouth to explain that he knew that he was here for the night and that all he meant was...

Marcus groaned to himself, it was even worth thinking about. He stared moodily across the room and wished for something to break this tension and...

It burst through the door seconds later wearing yellow and he breathed a sigh of relief at the appearance of the Hufflepuff.


"Ah thank you Mr Sunrider. Just put it on the table there and please have a seat. I am sure the Healer, is almost finished tending to my injuries and when she is done, then we can talk." And if the Healer, didn't like that then too bad because Marcus was slightly fed up with the whole situation and he was about ready to snap it.

Originally Posted by Beezley

An audible gasp was heard as Beezley took in the kind, kind, kinddd words master was saying to her. Beezley loved her masters very much. Masters were never ones to treat Beezley like a piece of dirt on the floor. "Master asks how Beezley is doing? Oh, master, Beezley just wonders how you are. Beezley sees you here. Is master okay?" she asked. Beezley continued to stare at Master in amazement when he asked her to come and sit with him on the hospital bed.

Beezley sure did love beds! A few times, when the studentsies were in class, Beezley would go into their dorm room and jump up and down on their beds for hours on end. Beezley wouldn't do that to this bed, though. With a wide, toothless grin, the little elf climbed on the bed and sat next to Master, her little knobby legs swinging back and forth a good ways away from the floor. She grinned at Mistress when she mentioned how bad of a day Beezley had had. "Beezley is all better now. Is Mistress okay?" she asked.