The professor squeezed the puppy close again and beamed over at Abby. She was right, he did like her. The puppy's kisses were proof enough for her. "I'm sure he'll like you too, Abby. Dogs are usually a great judges of character." She said. "Name him? Oh." Maybe he didn't get her owl. Did she send it, or no? She knew that she'd been planning too...but things had gotten so hectic at the end of term. Darn STUPID duel. She frowned and walked over to her desk, pulled out her top drawer and started rooting around for the list. Sure enough, there it was, still sealed like she had left it. "Well Abby, I guess I'll just take this list to him when I bring back his dog. Thank you."
"That sounds wonderful! I remember my summer's home from Hogwarts. They were the best." She pushed her cookie tin towards him with the hand not holding the dog and said, "Would you like one?"
She turned from Chris, hearing a knock at door and called out, "Come in."

Reese heard Professor Morgan's voice coming from the other side of the wooden door. She pushed the door opened and walking inside, but since there was someone else waiting to come in, she left the door open for them. She walked a few steps closer to the Professor and smiled. "Professor Morgan, I have some news to tell you about Jake," she said. "It's not bad news or anything. It's something my stepdad wanted me to tell you."

Chris nodded "Summer's are very great. But I still love coming back to Hogwarts, my second home, and seeing all my friends and Professors again."
he watched as she passed him the cookie tin. YAY COOKIES! he thought to himself. He took one and bit a small chunk away.

After chewing the deliscious piece of cookie, he remembered something he needed to ask her ince he was already here. "Um Professor Morgan? Do you mind telling me your full name and full birthdate? I need the information to complete my Arithmancy homework for Professor Shakleton." he asked her sweetly.

Argyle aparates to Mistress Morgan's hut landing on her desk. Poor Argyle's tea towel is dirty and soaking wet with the foul water. It hangs at her knees. "Argyle doesn't feel too good Mistress Morgan." Argyle then passes out on Mistress Morgan's desk.

Jake?! Oh no. News never sounded good. "What is it Reese? Tell me everything." She said, trying to keep calm. But why would Jake's dad want her to know anything unless something was wrong?
Trying not to let herself worry, the professor looked back over at Chris in time to hear his last question. "What's that? Oh of course. Well, my full name is Iliana Aurora Morgan. And I was born July 17th 2037. Hope that helps. What's the assignment?" She asked, sudden curious.
Hearing the SNAP in the air, Iliana spun around to see the poor desperate looking state of the house elf. She rushed over, laying the puppy in the bed she had prepared for him (just in case). "Argyle! What's happened to you?" She asked, carefully trying to wake her. She then took out her wand and conjured a tiny, elf-sized bed by the window. She reached down, cradling Argyle in her arms and carried her over to the bed. After laying her down, she laid her hand along her face and tried to revive her again. "Argyle. Can you hear me?"

Lucy entered the hut smiling. But the smile faded as she saw a house elf appear, soaking wet, and fainting! "Oh my! Is there anything I can do to help Professor?" She asked rushing over to where Morgan was. "Poor house elf. It must be from the flooding. I heard that it rose to the kitchen level."

Argyle feels bad. Argyle's stomach is rumbling. Argyle feels like she's going to throw up again. Then Argyle feels something hitting her face. Argyle opens her eyes and sees a fuzzy image of Mistress Morgan. "Argyle is sick. Argyle drank too much water in the kitchen corridor. Professor Man saved Argyle, Breezley, and Tinka. Professor Man is really sick. Mistress Lupa said to come here. Mistress Morgan would make Argyle all better."

"Flooding again! Oh dear, what is going on around here?" She sat down beside the bed and conjured a wet cloth, dabbing the house elf's forehead.
When Argyle reopened her eyes, the professor smiled down at her. "Don't try to move, dear. That water you've ingested was probably contaminated." She said, pulling a phial from her robes. "Don't worry, just take this." She said, handing it over. "It might make you feel nauseous but that water is much better out than in."

"Lucy, please be a dear and fetch me that bucket by the door. Argyle's going to need it."

Lucy smiled as the house elf woke up and began talking. She loved house elves. They were so cute, the way they looked, the way the talked, it was all so adorable. Lucy nodded as Professor Morgan asked for the bucket by the door. She rushed over and picked up the bucket setting it down next to the elf. "There you go Argyle." She said gently.

Chris hurriedly walked over to the House Elf he had seen while in the Kitchen Corridor. He had been down there before he came. And hadn't said anything about it yet. "I was down there, It was horrible!" he said to the two of them. "Professor Lawson went down to save the House Elves like Argyle here and some other students. I heard shouting from the hall above and went to see what had happened and a torrent of water was pouring through the corridor. Im telling you it was like a river." his eyes widening as he relived it in his head. "A tidal wave came and took Lawson and the elves down the corridor away from everybody else. It also took two girl with it." I jumped into the water to save them with a rope but they couldn't reach it. I then ran for help." he then told them of how he ran to the Staff room and got Professor's Lupa and Dumont to help. "When we go down there, they got everyone out. When Professor Dumont summoned the elf Beezley out of the water, they bumped into Dumont and knocked him in. I had to pull him out. But everyone is safe and the two Slytherin girls are in the Hospital Wing with Miss Avalon. Professor Lawson, has gotten sick from the water too. But he is with the nurse as well." he finished the horrible story.

"Thank you Lucy." She said, thankful to have the fifth year present.
"Mr. Potter, I'm shocked! You should be in bed. You have no business walking around by yourself after such an experience." She gave him a stern no-nonsense look that said she was not pleased. "Now I'm afraid you will need to take two potions; one for decontamination and one to prevent you catching your death. I hope you're used to Pepperup potion by now." She stood up, leaving Argyle to be watched by Lucy and strode over to her desk. Once she'd had the phials in her hand, she handed them over to the prefect. "Take them now and then its off to bed with you. If you need help to your Common Room, be sure to let me know." She had to find a way to stress to the students that it was not okay for them to put their own lives in danger. Sickly house-elves she could handle; sick little boys she would not. She couldn't stop thinking about what Chris had said. Oh I do hope they're all okay. She thought, knowing she'd worry until she found out for herself.

Chris smiled as Professor turned to her Motherly, worried side. "I don't need those Potices Professor Morgan he said with a smile. "I have already been to the Hospital Wing and Nurse Avalon has already forced me to drink them." he said with a smile. As for rest can I not just sit here and talk to you?" he asked his favorite teacher sweetly. "So that water is contaminated?" he asked as he sat down in a chair and leaned back to rest.

"Yes it IS and NO you may not." She replied. What was this? Was the student telling the teacher what was best for him? Well we will just see about that. "That is all very well and good, dear Prefect Potter, but you will report to your Common Room at once. Rest is what you need. Now march." With her finger pointing him towards the door, the professor stood there unmoving.

Chris smiled "Ok well I will come visit again tomorrow or the next day when I'm rested." He said turning for the door and to head to the Common Room. "Bye." he said. When he closed the door behind him he grinned. 'Hey at least she cares about me."

One loud popping sound later, and Beezley the house elf apparated right into Professor Morgan's little hut. For a few moments, the elf shielded her big, bug eyes from the sunlight coming through the windows. It was very bright and blinding to a house elf who'd spend most of her life deep down in the kitchens. Speaking of which, where would she go now that she was homeless and had nowhere else to live? Would the masters and mistresses let her sleep atop the house tables in the Great Hall? At least then she'd feel a little better about being away from the kitchens.

Hands and arms still covering her eyes, Beezley walked forward until she came into contact with an object quite a bit taller than she was. Slowly uncovering her eyes, Beezley came face to face with Mistress Morgan. "Ohhh, Mistress! Beezley is homeless! Homeless, I tell ya! Homeless!" she wailed. She ran forward and wrapped her little arms around Mistress' legs, clinging on for dear life. "Beezley was told to come here, Mistress. Beezley was in great flood."

Lucy nodded her head politely as the Professor thanked her. "No problem Professor. It feels like on hands experience, even if its really small." As she looked around the hut, another small house elf appeared covering its eyes. "Professor there's another elf here." Lucy watched the elf. 'Ok so this elf is Beezley.'

"Okay,um...Heath wanted me to tell you that Jake is coming home for Christmas and while he is at home we are going to seek medical advice for him or something like that," Reese told her. She quickly pulled the piece of parchment she wrote on out her pocket and opened it up. She read over it and nodded. "Yes, it was medical advice," she added.

"Only after you're rested Chris or I will send you on your way again." She waved, replaced the potions back in her bag and shook her head. Hopefully he'd feel better soon. After all, she knew he meant well.
Iliana crouched down, and hugged the shivering little house-elf. "Oh Beezley, let's get you warm." She said, conjuring a second little bed next to the first. Before stowing away her wand, she gave it another swish and several warm, fluffy blankets appeared. "Why don't you lay down, dear. We'll have you feeling better in no time." She said with an unwavering confidence. "And Beezley, I would never let you go homeless. You and Argyle will stay here with me."
"Yes, Lucy. And you're welcomed to stay if you'd like to help me with her." Now THIS was the way to help in an emergency. A much better alternative than plunging headfirst into murky, DANGEROUS contaminated waters.
"Medical advice!? Is Jake sick?" She asked, the alarm in her voice was unmistakable. "Is that where he's been all this time?"

"I'd love to stay and help Professor. It's kinda of why I came here." Lucy said smiling. "I didn't except to have house elves to show up or anything." But that was ok with Lucy, she loved house elves. "Well I'm in my O.W.L year and were supposed to start thinking about what we want to be after we graduate." She said sitting down, but ready to help. "And I want to work Magical Creatures. I'm not exactly sure what I want to do in that area, but I know I want to work with creatures."

Reese shrugged. "I don't think Jake is sick, but...I don't know. You can just write my stepdad and talk to him about it. I just know what he told me in the letter," she said. She felt bad that she didn't have the answers to Professor Morgan's questions. But, she honestly didn't know the answers. Heath and her mom knew more about Jake then she did.

"I should get going," she told the Professor and pointed at the door. "I just wanted to tell you that before I forgot."

What luck. Having Lucy around was just what she needed. "Thank you Lucy." She smiled, pulling out her wand and pointing it towards the bag on the floor. After summoning a few phials from inside, she handed one to Lucy and placed the others inside her robes. "If Beezley starts feeling faint, give her this. But be prepared with another bucket. There's a few stacked inside the cupboard standing over by the door."
There. Now that she had Lucy on the case, she could take a quick moment to speak to Reese properly. But just as she walked over towards her... she saw that Reese was already heading out the door. "Are you leaving already? Oh... well okay then Reese. Thank you for the update. I suppose I'll just send Mr. Upstead an owl this afternoon." She tried to smile but couldn't seem to find the energy. Something was wrong and she had no idea what it was. And it wasn't like Reese to seem this distant either. Oh dear. Today was turning into a horrible day.

Lucy took the phial from Professor Morgan and put inside her pocket so she wouldn't lose it. She walked over to the cupboard that contained the buckets and took out two incase both Beezley and Argyle needed them. She walked back to her chair and watched the two house elves.

Reese turned back around and nodded. "Okay. I'm sorry, Professor Morgan, that I couldn't answer those questions. Heath might have more answers for you," she told her with a smile. "I guess I'll see you later." With that said, she turned back around and opened the door and headed outside. She closed the door behind her and headed up the pathways to the castle.

Argyle lifts Argyle's head and drinks the potion. Then Argyle hears Breezley's voice. "Breezley is here. Where is Tinka?" It doesn't take long for Argyle to start vomiting. Argyle takes the bucket from the nice girl and fills it up. Poor Argyle, but Mistress Morgan is right. Better in than out.

Abby makes her way over to the dog's bed. She sits down next to it and pats Professor Truebridge's dog. Abby will be happy when the dog has a proper name. The dog is happily playing with his chew dog completely oblivous to what's going on. Abby gently rubs the dogs back. She hates to see the house elves so sick. Abby is happy they now have a place to stay with Professor Morgan. She wonders where she and her fellow Hufflepuffs will stay now too.