Caroline glared at him. Oh how she wanted to hit him. No, no... she would take a different approach.

"Not at all," she said airily, "This is for your benefi, I figured that since you are so partial to my perfume, I could give you oppurtunity to get another whiff." She raised an eyebrow challengingly.

Ha! I DO remember that. People say the darnedest things while they're in pain, don't they?

"Just don't lech infront of Beezley, she's had a hard day," she added.

Marcus gave Caroline a skeptical look. "Please Avalon, I wasn't born yesterday you know." He placed his arms onto his head as he waited for her to finish applying the bandages.

"Right how's this? You finish up mending my injuries and what not. I will behave myself and do as I am told and then you can go about your business and I can go about mine." As much as he could carry on with this all day, he had things to do and he did not want to be spending time arguing with Caroline.

"Does that sound fair to you?"

Sneer.

"Could have fooled me." She moodily threw then bandage behind him and crawled over him to pick it up on the other side. She briefly considered letting her knee slip to hit a sensitive area, but she's not allowed to harm her patient, no matter how much she wanted to.

"Are you even capable of behaving yourself?" she asked scathingly. "If by going about your business, you mean leave, I'm sorry but you're stuck here until morning. Suck it up and deal with it. You're an even bigger baby than the kids, I swear to Morgana."

All smiles and sunshine, the solar prince came bursting into the hospital ward, hefting the book and rolls of parchment that were spilling from his arms. There was one quill somewhere in the stack, while another was held in his teeth. It was a miracle he wasn't tripping over himself as he made his way back to the DADA professor and the nurse.

Not wanting to interrupt because he didn't feel like getting yelled at again, the boy waited patiently to be addressed. Helios looked quite the sight, using his considerable muscle to heft paper.

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.

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.

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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.

Unluckily, Marcus groaned as Caroline was securing the bandage. So she imidiately assumed she had hurt him. Oh I fail. "I'm sorry," she whispered, loosening the bandage and trying again.

"You just do that," she said, her voice wobbling only slightly, securing the bandage sucessfully. "You're done for now. I'll make myself busy."

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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.

Cari smiled at Beezley, she did love that little elf. "Professor Lawson is much better now than he was. And he's going to be fine in a few hours." She got up and patted Beezley's little boney shoulder. "I'm glad to know you're doing better. I'm fine too."

Caroline yawned into her arm. Just so tired.

Marcus chuckled softly at the elf, she was absolutely adorable. "I am fine Beezley, Miss Avalon has patched me right up so I am as good as new now." He patted her little shoulder as she climbed up onto the bed and sat beside him. "I only have to be here overnight and then I can go back to my office. How are Argyle and Tinka doing? I might have to go down to Ili - uh Professor Morgan's hut and see how they are doing."

Tearing his gaze away from the Hufflepuff, Marcus looked at Caroline when she apologised and he felt a light warmth spread throughout him. And oh man! She wasn't going to cry or anything was she?

He.

Totally.

Sucked.

"Caroline..." he trailed off, what was he supposed to say? There was a house elf sitting beside him and a Hufflepuff also in the room. There was a lot he wanted to say to her but he wasn't doing it here. "I'm the one who is sorry." More than she will ever know, he wished he could somehow convey just how much.

Beezley beamed back at Mistress as she smiled her way. "Beezley is happy to hear that Master is okay. Master saved Beezley's life, so Beezley will forever bake chocolate chip cookies for Master," the elf said, glancing first at Mistress, then at Master. "Beezley is alright now, too, yes. Beezley likes being out of the kitchens for a little while. She gets to spend more time with Masters and Mistresses." The little elf glanced around the room, her bug eyes falling on the young boy in the room. "...and young masters and mistresses, too."

"Master is Beezley's hero, yes he is. Beezley owes Master a favor. Just name it, Sir," the elf promised. "Argyle and Tinka are okay, too. Argyle and Tinka are living with Beezley in Mistress Morgan's hut, Sir. We have beds there, too." The little elf suddenly became aware of the conversation going on between Master and Mistress. Could it be that Master and Mistress think quite highly of one another? To make sure Beezley heard all the juicy little details, she leaned over a bit to where she was closer than ever to Master Lawson. This was a very good hearing area, yes it was.

Lean...

Lean, Lean....

Leannnnn.....

Whoooosh....

In the blink of an eye, the little elf front-flipped off the edge of the bed and landed with a soft thunk on the floor at Mistress' feet. She lie there in shock for a moment, her bug eyes the size of quaffles. A few seconds later, she swallowed and spoke up. "It's alright! I'm ooooooo-k!"

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Tearing his gaze away from the Hufflepuff, Marcus looked at Caroline when she apologised and he felt a light warmth spread throughout him. And oh man! She wasn't going to cry or anything was she?

He.

Totally.

Sucked.

"Caroline..." he trailed off, what was he supposed to say? There was a house elf sitting beside him and a Hufflepuff also in the room. There was a lot he wanted to say to her but he wasn't doing it here. "I'm the one who is sorry." More than she will ever know, he wished he could somehow convey just how much.

She hadn't expected to hear that. Suddenly uncomfortable, okay, more uncomfortable, she bit her lip and nodded. Swallowed. Took a deep breath through her nose. "Well, um, not as sorry as you'll be if that pain potion wears off while you're still sitting up," she tried to play off her discomfort by being the Healer again. "You need to lie down now. I'll check your bruise in a few hours."

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Beezley beamed back at Mistress as she smiled her way. "Beezley is happy to hear that Master is okay. Master saved Beezley's life, so Beezley will forever bake chocolate chip cookies for Master," the elf said, glancing first at Mistress, then at Master. "Beezley is alright now, too, yes. Beezley likes being out of the kitchens for a little while. She gets to spend more time with Masters and Mistresses." The little elf glanced around the room, her bug eyes falling on the young boy in the room. "...and young masters and mistresses, too."



"Master is Beezley's hero, yes he is. Beezley owes Master a favor. Just name it, Sir," the elf promised. "Argyle and Tinka are okay, too. Argyle and Tinka are living with Beezley in Mistress Morgan's hut, Sir. We have beds there, too." The little elf suddenly became aware of the conversation going on between Master and Mistress. Could it be that Master and Mistress think quite highly of one another? To make sure Beezley heard all the juicy little details, she leaned over a bit to where she was closer than ever to Master Lawson. This was a very good hearing area, yes it was.

Lean...

Lean, Lean....

Leannnnn.....

Whoooosh....

In the blink of an eye, the little elf front-flipped off the edge of the bed and landed with a soft thunk on the floor at Mistress' feet. She lie there in shock for a moment, her bug eyes the size of quaffles. A few seconds later, she swallowed and spoke up. "It's alright! I'm ooooooo-k!"

"Oh Beezley!" Cari cried in utter horror, scooping the little elf off floor and picking her up like a fallen toddler.

She sat her on Marcus' bed and checked her little body for bumps with gentle fingers, "Are you hurt? Are you dizzy? What happened?"

There was a certain seriousness in his excitement. It was evident in the way he focused, and organized the parchment, quills and book just right. And of course he wiped off the quill in which he had to carry, in his mouth, on his tea stained robes. Could that be a clue?

Those blue eyes were filled with curiosity for the book he retrieved in such haste "Iss thiss for a lessson?" Helios spoke before clasping his hands over his mouth. How embarassing, though it would probably make a Slytherin proud, he was Hufflepuff, through and through.

After the house elf took a spill, the prince was taken aback. Maybe the nurse wasn't so bad after all. Lawson seemed to think so. That was good enough for him.

"Really Beezley, you do not have to get me anything. I just did what anyone else would have done." He was pretty sure that was the case, no-one would have left the elves to drown in the kitchens. Right? "Oh that is good to hear Beezley, yes Professor Morgan will look after you." He didn't really know Iliana that well but she seemed the caring type.

As Marcus spoke to Caroline, he could see Beezley leaning in to listen to their conversation and he turned his head sharply toward her with a frown on his face just as she fell off the bed. He was tempted to scold her for listening in on people's conversations when Caroline had already picked her up.

Marcus couldn't help but chuckle softly at Caroline's change in demeanor, for a second there things were almost back to the way they had been before. Which gave him a little hope that maybe they could be again. "Whatever you say Caroline, I promise to be good."

Caroline raised her eyebrow at Marcus, "You say that, but you're still semi-vertical." She made her Nurse-face for good measure. "I'm going to get Beezley her own bed here while I check her out. They you boys can talk among yourselves all you like; I'll be gone for hours, but do try to send Mr Sunrider up to Ravenclaw tower before very long, you both need your rest."

With that, Caroline picked up Beezley and deposited her gently on a bed absolutely at the other side of the room. She was a bit worried, her favourite little elf was acting quite odd.

He waited for her to move the elf and then he laid straight down, just like she had asked. Marcus, nodded actually afraid to say anything because he didn't want to ruin the reasonable mood she seemed to be in. "Thank you Caroline..."he murmured as he watched her fuss over the elf..."for everything."

Marcus ignored the whole tongue thing, it was just best to. "Yes Mr Sunrider, it is. It seemed prudent with our current situation" He watched Caroline for a moment as she busied herself before turning back to the boy beside his bed.

He frowned slightly as he thought about what the kid had said before. "Tell me Helios, who sent you to spy on me? I promise not to say a word to anyone about it." No he would just have a little fun of his own.

Honor turned his eyes away from Marcus, acting as if he did not hear the question. "I am upsset today." Helios took a seat at the professors bedside.

"I was forced to pick flowers." The Greek boy explained bitterly, his hand retreating into his robes to retrieve a daisy, which he held infront of his face as he looked at mister Lawson.

Okay what was with these Hufflepuff's? Every single one of them ignored his questions or disobeyed his orders and he was getting a little tired of it. But yet they expected him to sit there and listen to their problems, well guess what? Marcus Lawson, simply was not in the mood. He had his own problems, 1) he'd almost drowned, 2) Caroline was still upset with him and 3) this kid was supposed to spy on him.

Of course there were more problems than that but they were the three main ones. He looked at the daisy in the kid's hand and he couldn't help but sit up in his bed and eyeing the daisy in his hand. Oh he had seen that flower before. That bloody red head was at it again!! She was going to pay for this.

"Why are you here Mr Sunrider?" Marcus asked once again and if he didn't get a straight answer this time, he was probably going to throw a fit.

Dropping the flower stem-first into a glass of water, the boy straightend up a bit, glad that Marcus didn't need it spelled out to him. "Ssshe treated me like a ssslave." Heliosss hissssed.

With tight fists, the boy continued. "Kaz did thiss to me and ssent me to help her. Now sshe wantss me to sspy on you. I do not like thiss." Shifting in his seat nervously, he looked to make sure no one was listening in. This was a dangerous game. Some things are even bigger than a Greek prince and his personal adventures and dramas.

Marcus snorted, of course that woman would treat a kid like a slave. She had always wanted everything done for her back when. Anyone would have thought that she was the star, the way she used to carry on. Her attitude had obviously not changed over the years but of course he already knew that. Trumped up little so and so. Oh he was going to get her back for this.

He raised an eyebrow at Helios. So Kazi had given him the serpent tongue, well there wasn't much he could do about that. As a rule he did not interfere with other Professor's punishments but why in Merlin's name did the old man send him to Annie and then she in turn sent him here.

Something clicked to Marcus, just then. All those odd looks the old man kept giving him and he always seemed so friendly with Annie. They were in it together!! The old man wanted his job back and Annie...well Annie would just love to see him out altogether.

Well Marcus Lawson wasn't going anywhere. Nope he was really starting to like Hogwarts a lot besides the insolent kids and the whole flooding thing and that stupid Aparecium...oh ding, ding went the bell in his head. Lawson, laid back down on the bed a smile playing on his lips.

"Tell me Helios. What exactly did the lovely Herbology Professor tell you to do? What does she want you to look out for exactly?" He had been burnt once by Anastasia Bunbury, now it was her turn to feel what it is like. As for the old man...well he would talk to Zan about him.

"Sshe only told me to sspy on you, ssir. My word iss my bond, but sshe did not tell me to report only the truth." While he was glad to make trouble for Bunbury, his code of ethics kept him from speaking her name directly. If Lawson wished to use Helios to further his own ends, he would need to use his words carefully.

"I will gladly help you in your endeavorss. I only have but one requesst.." Helios gave Marcus a long look. He would gladly follow such a man to the depths of Hades, but there was one thing he had to make sure was protected before marching to the open maw of Cerberus.

"Hmm..." Marcus responded thoughtfully, the woman wanted to know what he was up to but what? Surely she couldn't be that jealous over Caroline? He gave the Healer a quick glance and his eyes softened for a moment as he looked at her. He shook his head and turned back to Helios.

"A request?" Yeah no-one ever did anything just out of the goodness of their hearts anymore. He sighed deeply before speaking again, "You tell me what your request is and I will let you know whether I need your help or not." Geez, whatever happened to just teaching the kids a few magic tricks?

"It's about a girl.." Like any good story.

The boy bowed his head, fingers clasped together in his lap "Krissy Moon. Watch over her." Those cloudy blue eyes stared through professor Lawson. Helios knew this was beyond school politics.

Emotions were involved.

Oh for Merlin's sake! No more teenage angst, he could take no more of hearing about romances that were either blossoming or falling apart. Did he look like some sort relationship therapist? One only had to read that stupid Aparecium to know that Axe Lawson, had no idea when it came to women.

He remembered the girl, she had been in his class. One of the volunteers. Marcus raised an eyebrow at the boy, "Is she in some sort of trouble?" Why would he have to watch over her? "You know I can't play favorite's Mr Sunrider."

The boy shook his head. He was trying to clear his thoughs of the girl. "Her only trouble iss me." Secretly he hated himself for letting love influence his decisions. He was born to be a warrior prince, but here he was, bargaining for the heart of an Irish lass.

"Well I'll do what I can but I can't promise anything Mr Sunrider. I have classes to prepare, every kid seems to want private dueling lessons and now I have a Herbology Professor to take care of." Marcus placed his hands behind his head and closed his eyes for a moment.

Why couldn't the kids of today be like he had been in his younger years. Love and leave them was his motto, he was young what was the point in staying with the one girl? Seems he was still having that problem today.

Caroline did not believe what she was hearing. Her hospital ward was NOT Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club and the band was not playing his song. No sir.

Leaving Beezley for just a minute, she looked quite comfortable on a bed all her own anyway, Caroline returned to Marcus and Helios. "Mr Sunrider," she said sternly, "I'm sure your woes are quite distressing, but at this time I'm afraid visiting hours are over. Professor Lawson needs to sleep before his Potion wears off, I need to check his dressings, and you need to get up to Ravenclaw tower before curfew. Please run along."

Nurse authority - one, Student angst - zero.