Satine smiled at Gabben, "Wow, you're pretty handy to have around. Thanks we might have been out there all night looking for that wand in the pile of wood. You RAWK!" she finished and offered him a high five as she watched him hand the wand to Aaron.

Aaron's face lit up. My wand!!! He got my wand!!! He took it quickly. "Thank you SO much Gabben. I owe you so much." he examined it. No scratches, no cracks, no splinters. Ugh, splinters. He then gave Gabben a quick bro hug type thing. Except Gabben was a lot taller than Aaron so he only came up to his belly. "You brought me up here, took care of my wounds a little, got my wand, what else are you going to do for me?" He then started walking again with Satine and Iris. "Thank you so much." he said back to Gabben. He then put his wand in his pocket and walked out of the hospital wing...

Kel watched as Jenn swayed and quickly grabbed her shoulder with his left hand. His right was now gently resting in his lap, and he was trying to get the stupid, uncomfortable, painful throbbing to stop. Stupid broken bones. "Jenn, don't." he said as she appolgized. He was having trouble controlling his tone of voice - he wanted so badly to yell at her right now, but he was just so worried about her he couldn't bring himself to.

"You don't need to appologize, okay? I don't want you hurt." At least that was the truth. His hand was still on her shoulder, making sure she didn't tip over onto her side and hit her head, or something. She'd already thrown up more than once, he didn't want her to get a concusion. He layed his head back against the wall, then groaned as a throbbing started along the bridge of his nose. Great. He lifted his head back up, muttering about Jesse's stupid hand.

She looked at his hand, and took a deep breath, instantly regreting it. The smell of blood filled her nose, and her head spinned. She was very grateful that his hand was still on her shoulder, otherwise she probably would of tipped over right then and there, and landed on the floor. Well now she had a new fear. Blood.

Stupid boys and their stupid fighting, with their annoying stupid blood.

She looked shakily up at him, then nodded slightly. "O-Okay."she said, shivvering. Had the temperture dropped? She suddenly felt very cold. Shivvering again, she looked around, her almost black eyes darting around. Finally though, she leaned her head onto Kel's shoulder, sighing, and still shivvering.

Kel looked down at her, horrorstruck, when she rested her head on his shoulder. Dang girl with her stupid girlish charm. He lifted her head up gently, giving her a look that said Give me a minute. She shrugged off his Hogwarts robe and dropped it on the floor at his feet, revealing his button-up shirt, all white except for the bit of blood that had gotten on the collar. But the was on the opposite side of him than Jenn was, so he was sure (at least he hoped) that she wouldn't be bothered by it.

He nodded sharply to himself, patting her head back down to rest on his shoulder. He didn't understand why he was encouraging this when all he really wanted to do was get as far away from her as possible. Yet here he was sitting, the chair next to Jenn, allowing her to put her head on his shoulder - the same shoulder that was connected to his disgustingly black, blue, and purpley bruised hand.

He noticed her shivver, and held back a groan of annoyance. Now she was cold, now that his only source of extra warmth was the reason she was feeling sick. Forget the fact that she was perfectly warm when she was outside, kissing Jesse - and stop that thought right now Keltan Micheals before you end up punching something else and breaking your other hand.

He reached in front of her with his left hand, rubbing it against her shoulder in an attempt to at least get her to stop shivvering.

She looked at him, and blinked, indicating she understood. She watched him take off his robes, which she was grateful, because then she wasn't fighting to not throw up then when ever she breathed in. Thank you she mouthed.

Resting her head again on his shoulder, she breathed in, and sighed. Much better. He was being way to nice....especially to a girl that had probably hurt him more than anything....yet, here he was, comforting her. He really was a great boyfriend.

When he rubbed her shoulder, she looked up, her eyes slighlty wide. He was now being too nice. Her eyes wield up with tears, and she turned her attention back to him rubbing her. Only that made her tears flow.

His eyes widened as he felt a water drop on his arm. When he lifted Jenn's head up to look at her, his mouth dropped open. "Jenn! Are you okay? Why are you crying?!" he had a horrible feeling that she was now hurt - actually hurt, not just sick. He hadn't done anything...so why was she crying?! Ugh. He dropped his hand, grateful to find that she wasn't shivvering anymore, at least. But now the shivvering was replaced with something worse - tears.

Why was she crying? Maybe because the person she had hurt really bad, was now being beyond nice! That's why she was crying! "No I'm not okay!"she whimpered out, tears rolling fatly down her cheeks. "I just hurt you more than anything, and here you are, being beyond nice to me! I don't deserve it! I'm just a cruel horrible person!"she sniffed out, looking up at his perfect face, his wonderful green eyes....were as her eyes were practically black with dullness. "I'm such a monster."she whispered, closing her eyes. She was......she had been since she had first come here.....been hurting....been confusing men since she came here. It was like it was her specialty.

And she hated it........

Hearing her reasoning behind the tears, Kel was silent. Although it was ugly - it was the truth. Well, most of it, at least. She had hurt him. A lot. And he was being nice to her...or at least he was trying. But it wasn't to get on her good side, it wasn't to get her back. It was because he could help it. He wanted to be nice, he wanted to make sure she felt better. As much as he didn't want to, he did.

"You're not a monster." he said quietly. That was the part where she'd lied. Sure, she'd hurt him, sure, she'd gone and kissed someone else when she was his girlfriend, but she wasn't a monster. Knowing Jenn, there was a reason behind everything she'd done today - and no matter how much Kel hated it, he couldn't stop it. But he wouldn't let her think she was a monster.

He watched the tears roll down her face, not making an effort to wipe them off, or stop them. His eyes were blank as he followed a tear in it's path past her nose, down the corner of her mouth, and off her chin. He looked away quickly after it disappeared, heaving a silent sigh.

She wasn't a monster? He apparently didn't know her very good. She was.....atleast....that's what she thought, and believed. She was the worst person in the world. She had gone and kissed her best friend, when she knew she had a boyfriend that cared about her more than anything.

Yet she had done it.

And she was regreting. That was for sure.

"No...your wrong....I am a monster."she whimpered out. Even if she wasn't like some crazy werewolf, or blood sucking vampire....she was a very mean person. She had hurt two people today, and she had made herself sick. Wasn't she on a role?

Kel groaned audibly at Jenn's words. Whatever, you're a monster, he wanted to say, just to get her to shut up. He wasn't in the mood to argue to Jenn about her non-monsterness, not right now when he was angry with her. Because then he'd slip and say something that hurt her feelings and he'd beat himself up about it for weeks to come.

So he was silent. Let her get over it herself, he told himself. He closed his eyes, feeling the throbbing in his nose and hand again. This like, really sucked. He needed to get out of this place, he needed to stop sitting on his butt, he needed to be moving. Sitting still like this was only letting him replay the fight in his head, practically feel his nose break and the punch in his gut, see Jenn's tears all over again, her throwing up as she looked at the site of his and Highless's blood. It wasn't exactly something he wanted to relive, and he just wanted to get his mind off of it.

She waited for him to say something....

But he didn't. Sighing, Jenn leaned her head against the stoney wall, instantly regreting it. It made her head pound, and whatever vomit was still trying to come up became stuck in her throat, making her gag. Straightening her head, she turned to look at Kel, her eyes slowly closing. She was so tired it wasn't even funny. "I feel....horrible."she mumbled. "About....about everything. Can you......can you forgive me?"she asked, knowing that it would take a lot more than just that for him to forgive her. She turned away, looking down at her very...dirty shoes. "No....you probably can't."she answered, sighing.

Kel was quiet for a minute after she started talking again. He didn't doubt that she felt bad...but he couldn't believe that she felt horrible. There wasn't a way that she could feel horrible - she'd just kissed someone she obviously liked a lot...enough to completely forget about Kel while she kissed the other boy.

Thinking about it, Kel imagined he could actually feel his blood boiling. He shook his head slowly - best tell the truth. "No, Jenn, I can't." he said quietly. "Not right now, at least." he was aware of the others in the hospital wing, and he didn't want to be eavesdropped on, but he couldn't stop himself from talking. "And I don't know when I'll be able to." he looked down at the robe on the floor, and gave it an angry kick.

Her eyes widdened slightly, but she countiued to stare at her shoes. A single tear dropped down onto them, cleaning off a little section of the grime. That was what she was afraid he would say....Why? Why had she gone and done that....that horrible thing. At the time, it felt wonderful, it felt....blissful. Yet now, she was regreting it more than anything. She had probably confused Jesse, and she had made Kel hurt. She really was a monster.

But he didn't know when he would be able to forgive her? Her skin seemed to go even paler at the relization, and she swayed a bit. He could be angry at her for....years! They could be acient when he finally forgave her....or she could be dead and never have him forgive her. She sighed saddly, and quickly brought her hand up to her stomach again for it had started to feel really queezy again. "I'm very sorry............Keltan." she whispered. Might as well get used to calling him by a formal name. Of coarse....she cringed. He would, if he ever, would probably call her Jennumara...the thought made her stomach flop again. Jennumara....such a annoying formal name.

Jess kept his gaze fixed on the floor. He couldn't look at either of them, not Keltan, nor Jenn. And that made him realise that schoolwork isn't the most complicated thing at school, that infact, it may be the confusing politics of love that were the things to look out for. He sniffed. His shoulder was throbbing painfully. He was so... confused. This whole thing had been his fault. HIS own fault. If he hadn't said...said those three life changing words then none of this would've happened. Jenn would be happy right now, have her boyfriend, and have a best friend.

He felt the cold begin to chill his bones. Every muscle in his body ached with exhaustion. He had no idea what would happen after this, if anything would ever be the same again. He doubted it.

Jenn sighed and looked around, noticing the form of Jesse.....her friend.....Leaning over, she patted his leg weakly, and gave him a soft smile, letting him know she didn't blame him. "Jess."she whispered hoarsly out, patting the seat next to her. She wanted him to sit next to her....she needed....some comfort in this very...confusing time. She looked over at Kel, and sighed....he probably hated her more than anything. Maybe even more than his parents....wow....that was bad.

Kel's eyes widened when she called him by his real name. She'd never, never done that, not even when they first met. He instantly regretted telling her that he didn't forgive her yet - although it had been the truth. He groaned. Why had he let his stupid temper and jealousy get the better of him? It wasn't like Jenn had no right to kiss whoever she wanted...he should've just walked away and let her have her little moment with the gryffindor.

But, of course, that hadn't happened, and it was too late to think logically. Now Jenn looked like she was going to faint, Jesse was hurt - Kel didn't know what was wrong with him, exactly, but he was hurt - and Kel felt like more than just his nose and knuckles were broken. That had been the problem - when he saw Jenn leaning in to kiss the gryffie, something in his chest seemed to ache.

He lifted his head off the wall just in time to see Jenn pat Jesse's leg, and to hear her whisper his name. Resisting the overwhelming urge to get up and walk across the room, he layed his head against the wall again, his good hand clenching into a fist as the throbbing started on the bridge of his nose again.

How had everything good in his life changed so fast? Now Jenn was sad, he didn't know if he still had a girlfriend, and he'd completely let his family down - it was just then that he realized how horrible he felt about that little detail - by getting in a muggle fight with someone else. This. Totally. Sucked.

Jesse barely felt Jenn tap his leg he was so wrapped up in his own thoughts. But his head head quickly snapped up once he'd realised and he accidentally met her gaze. It burned... Like fire. He quickly looked away, his eyes determindly set on the seat beside her, but he did return her slight smile. He wanted to let her know, that she was never alone, but he couldn't, because maybe, it wasn't true. But he weakly got to his feet and sat down beside her. "Hey," he said quietly, shoving both his hands in his pockets, despite the thrashing pain from his shoulder. He'd gathered that she now felt sick when she saw blood and considering his hand was covered in it, he decided to hide it.

What was Kel thinking now? She looked at him out the corner of her eye, wondering if she had hurt him even more by calling him by his formal name. She sighed softly, and leaned back. What could she say? She had already said....a lot. What else was there? I love you? He wouldn't believe it though. And she couldn't blame him. She had said it to two boys....which with both, she loved deeply.

UGH! This was waaay to confusing for her fogged up brain.

She looked over at Jess as he sat down next to her, and she placed her pale, very sweaty, hand on his arm, looking up into his dark eyes with her almost black eyes. Leaning back she looked up at the ceiling wondering why this had to happen. "How are.....you doing?"she asked Jess, still looking at the ceiling.

He felt her hand on his arm, and numb shockwaves passed through his brain. He looked straight ahead of him for a moment, and then looked down at her. Her eyes were almost black. It was hard to belive that only about an hour ago he'd been kissing her by the lake. His heart tugged again and he quickly pushed the thought from his mind. She turned away to look at the ceiling so he returned his gaze back to the floor. How was he? Brilliant. Absoulutely amazing. Couldn't be better. He frowned, "Hurting, I suppose," he said, with a nod. His speech was slightly slurred and the taste of blood was still in his mouth, "You?"

Jenn sighed, turning to look at him. He looked awful. Swollen jaw, and shoulder.....well it looked pretty nasty as well. So he was hurting? Was it just in one way....or two? And how was her? Grossed out. Disappointed in herself. Angry at herself. Upset. All in all, she was....not that great. "Angry."she said truthfully, sighing. Then she realized what that sounded like and she turned back to look at him. "Not at you, or Kel....at myself. I'm so......"she trailed off, looking away. Confused? That was a good word.

"Yeah, me too," he said in agreement. He was angry at himself. In fact, he was furious. After everything he'd done, he wouldn't be surprised if she was angry at him. After all, it had been his fault that this whole thing had happened. "You shouldn't be angry at youself," he said quietly after some time. He swallowed. His mouth had gone dry with the gagging taste of blood. "I mean, this whole thing..." he said looking about him, "...is my fault," Which it most definitely was, he might add. He raised his good hand and rubbed his nose. His whole body ached; he stifled a yawn.

Kel, having been silent for a while, shook his head slowly, almost as if he didn't want anyone to see, when Jenn said it was her fault. Of course it wasn't. He'd been the one to go and get upset. So, therefore, it was his fault. He closed his eyes, shaking his head once again when Jesse then blamed himself.

"It was mine." Kel said simply, darkly, and then was silent. He would have nothing else to say about the matter. He just wanted to take responsibility for his stupid actions.

His fault?! Had he gone crazy? Or had the punch in the jaw done more than just swell up his jaw? "Jesse."she placed her hand on his arm again, looking into his eyes. "This is not your fault. It's more mine! Get that in your thick brain of yours."she said, winking. Then she sighed. Being happy was just to tiring right then. But she tried to smile at him, still looking at his dark eyes. "I can't be mad at you Jesse.....you saved my life twice last year. No one can forget that. So stop.....attacking yourself with all this....okay?"she said, yawning, before closing her eyes sleepily. She was exhasted, and she didn't feel like having anyone else feel like they were for blame. Jesse and Kel were blame free....but Jenn.....Jenn had started this whole mess.

What was with boys and taking the blame? They were like......stupid like that in a way. She reached over and patted Kel softly on the arm, taking his hand briefly, and holding it, before letting go. "It's not anyone's fault, how about that? It was....the winds. Yeah....it was.....just to cold today anyway."she said, nodding slowly, a small smile on her face.

Keltan's fault? Yeah right. He'd have every right to wack Jess one. He'd kissed his girlfriend. The more he thought about it, the more he hated himself. Jenn was his best friend and yet he felt something deeper than that which he could not in a million years describe.

He couldn't help but smile when she placed her hand on his arm, looked into his eyes and told him firmly it was her fault more than his. (Which it wasn't, but he wasn't going to tell her that right now. He certainly didn't feel like getting into an argument over who's fault it was. "Yeah, I suppose I am pretty thick," He tapped his head lightly with one hand, and returned her wink. Might as well try and keep his spirit up, wouldn't want to let it sink any lower. He actually felt sorry for Jenn. Here she was, most probably feeling horrible by the looks of things, and stuck between her boyfriend and her best friend. Her must've been more in a mess than his.

"Yeah," he said, with a small yawn, "The winds," A small grin appeared on his face.