Ivory told her that did she? Glancing back at Ivory before looking back to the Slytherin, listening to the story. Well, it was slightly longer than she expected, but it was good enough Evelyn guessed. So the Professor was trying to get up the stairs? And Ayra really was the one guarding the stairs then...

Looking at the boy's wounds, she cringed just the slightest but shrugged it off. The Professor looked out cold too, which was a good thing. They didn't need anyone else to be bugging them while they were doing their job.

But a thought popped up into her mind, making her smirk. "Where are their wands? Give me one. Ayra doesn't have one at the moment and needs one, and these two don't need theirs right now." she said, holding out her left hand and gesturing to the two people on the floor before waiting. Preferably the Professor's wand though. He seemed like the type of person that would have a good one, compared to the smaller boy that is. Plus, he was an adult, so it automatically made it better.

Keeley pushed back a locke of pixie cut auburn hair, shock written all over her face. The professor guy evil and Tibi hurt and what? This was so confusing! But her fellow Ravenclaw was hurt, and possibly dying (SCARY!) so she wanted- no, needed to help. Forgetting that she had told herself to stay in the background, the second year marched up to the unfamiliar Slytherin, looking super scared but determined. "He needs the hospital wing. Like, now." She didn't care about all this hostage business, just that everyone was okay. Even if she appeared an idiot, she didn't care.

Hearing Evelyn's voice, Marcus groaned softly to himself. He knew this wasn't going to be a good idea. Didn't Lina know that Evelyn wouldn't want Lawson as a hostage she would rather see him out of commission.

He stayed where he was and didn't utter a word, this was Lina's show and he was putting all his trust into her and hoped she could pull this off.

Arya was still stationed by the stairs watching everything that was happening. When Destiny and another girl entered to corridor she breathed a sigh of relief knowing that she had back up. But then Lina returned with Sir Lawson and injured Tibi. Watching Lina heal Tibi, her eyes flickered to the other slytherin who was with Destiny who had asked for one of thier wands. Yes, she needed a wand badly. She could fight muggle style but it would be much easier to fight with a wand. Her eyes flickered to Destiny before returning to Tibi, "Give me the professor's wand. Tibi's gonna need he's when he wakes."

They were not having his wand.

Nope!

Definitely not!

Marcus couldn't help it he opened his eyes and made a vain attempt to go for his wand which unfortunately was stuck down the front of his robes. He knew he shouldn't have put it down there, he was never going to get it out in time.

Destiny had stopped kicking around debris when she had heard Ayra speak. She was not concerned with the Professor or the boy that was down, put she was paying attention. The Professor had attacked the boy and then tried to make a run for it.

Ayra had mentioned Tibi..and Tibi was her friend. They were supposed to defend Huxley together! The Professor was definitely not on their side, and she smirked as she watched him lying there unconscious. Serves him right. Taking a few cautious steps closer to the man so she was standing right next to him, she was about to give him a quick kick just for the fun of it.

Swinging her leg back, she stopped when his eyes opened and was doing something..no idea what that was, but it was enough to make her point her wand at him, 'Stupefy!'

And then she kicked him.

Keeley stared, in horror, as the guy who had tortured her house-mate (is that even a phrase? How about fellow Raven? Yep, that's better) started to stir and messed with his wand, or at least acknowledged it. Not really knowing what to do, the pale girl grabbed it. "Uhh.." What now?

Tiberius stirred ever so slightly as he was placed on the ground. The blood has stopped flowing from his nose, though it was obviously broken. The skin on his arms was raw from where the ropes had dug in.

His ankle twisted unnaturally, clearly broken, while the cuts across his legs still seeped.

"Errrrrrrrrrr," he moaned, slowly coming to.

"Hey now!" Lina stood between them and the professor. "I agree you guys need wands, and we need to make sure that Sam is okay up there. But as a healer I can't let you kick a man when he's down, alright?! Ivory knows... This all kinda sucks, because I have no instructions from Sam, but I can be an assit. I was supposed to be supplying him with potions, but thanks to all of this, we lost contact. I don't want this boy to die, so let me at LEAST stop his bleeding and bandage him a little, though I'd prefer to get him at least up and able to move. If you want, you can run into the bathroom and try to find out where their wands went. I didn't exactly keep track. I told you guys, I'm not much of a fighter. That I could get the professor at all is a miracle." On the bright side, if the professor was stunned, she wouldn't have to worry about him losing patience.

Wesley was allright! Miranda smiled at the girl, but the way she was looking at the Captain made her frown in worry. Sure, she had some scratches on her face and her arm still hurt like crap - but it wasn't that bad, right?

Nancy seemed to be ready to get going, but Miranda's head hurt like hell and she was only just barely standing up straight. She knew standing up that quickly was going to have its downsides. 'You okay?' She nodded, keeping her eyes on the Slytherin girl. Somehow, that question didn't sound all that concerned.

Oliver's voice made her snap her head around to look at him, but Wesley spoke up again and the attention was on her once more. What? Oliver was right? No he wasn't! He was being a git!

Merlin, Wesley's sweetness was heartbraking. "Wes, you can't be everywhere all the time! We're okay, please, don't worry." She said and swallowed, hoping she'd understand. They were okay... Well maybe not Oliver, he obviously had been hit too hard on the head.

The girl let go of Miranda's hands and started to do something. The Captain could only watch, and her expression turned into one of realisation as the golden cape was presented. Save us? Merlin...

And now she had a wand pointed at her. Miranda took a deep breath, trying to see...something in the boy's face. Would he do it? Could he?

They needed to go? Where!? Her eyes took turns in taking in the appearance of Nancy and Oliver. They sure did look like they were in a hurry. "W-where are you going?" She asked, trying to look confident and not uneasy at all.

Now, getting out of the way was not an option. Not if it meant that Wesley would be risking getting hexed and hurt. "No." Simple answer. She was breathing heavily now, keeping both her arms behind her, clutching at Wesleys clothes to make sure she was still behind her. If she moved, Miranda moved.

"Lower your wand...or I swear..." Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!

Ivory watched the events unfold quietly her eyes narrowing shrewdly.

Turning to see a healed Arya beside her, she gave her a side hug glad to have her other musketeer with her.

Lina had healed her and herself but this whole situation, it tingled her sense in a funny way.

"She's a healer foremost guys...I did tell her to come up here to help Arya since she's one of us...and so is Tibi. Samuel will need all the manpower he can get and he'll be no help in the state he's in.

Looking him over she felt a bit sympathetic.

"Arya, you need your wand. Marie and Carter bothe have yours," she signaled to both Destiny and Arya."And we really need to get to the fifth floor...right?"

BAHAHAHAHA! Destiny both stunned AND kicked the guy! Points for Destiny!!

Laughing, she shook her head at the older Slytherin, not really caring anymore about what she said. Evelyn just wanted to get to the next floor. At least the Professor guy really was unconscious now, though what he was going for at the front of her robes, she didn't know. Until another girl showed up and took it...

A WAND! "Hey, whoever you are." she said, turning to the weirdly auburn colored haired girl stood. "Give us the wand. We need it." Holding out her hand again, she waited for the girl to give her the wand, glancing at the younger boy on the ground who seemed to finally be coming around.

But wait, she was suddenly confused. The slytherin girl just said to go look for their wands in the bathroom, when clearly this girl here had just confiscated on away from the Professor. What was going on here? Frowning, Evelyn narrowed her eyes at the older Slytherin healer girl and slightly raised her wand to point it at her. "You are supplying potions to Sam? What kind of potions?"

Tiberius groaned as his eyes opened. He watched, fuzzily, as things unfolded around him.

"Evelyn.." he croaked out. "wait." Tiberius tried to sit up, but fell back against the floor. "Let her help me f-f-first." Tibi was pretty sure this was the girl that helped Raiden, which meant she wasn't on their side.

But, the way he felt, help was help and she was capable. "Deal with her... after."

When Destiny stuned and kicked the professor, she finally left her post by the stairs and walked over to the group. A part of her was peeved that he wasn't fully stuned in the first place, but seein how he was no longer a problem she said nothing.

She listened to Lina then Ivory speak before looking at Tibi who seemed to be waking, a good sign he would be okay. Her eyes went from the slytherin girl then to Sir Lawson. "She's healing the wounded and binding those not on our side. Though she did a bad job with the professor." She threw a glare towards Lina. "We need his wand Lina, give it to us. And somebody sould conjure some stronger ropes so he won't get loose if he wakes." She waved a hand to Lawson and turned from the professor to look at Tibi. She nodded her head in agreement to what he said, "Yes, let her heal Tibi we need him well."

...

What the heck?

Weren't all these people supposed to be HELPING her defend Samuel. Except for that Slytherin and a few others. Wand at the ready, Madiison asked something she had been meaning to for a while now because EVERYTHING was chaos. Professor Lawson was on the FLOOR being KICKED. "What is going on?"

Because, really, she had no clue.

They found one of the wands. Great. But she kept her eyes on the others instead. "Well, I routinely help St Mungo's with healing potions, because my guardians are healers there. Though, I also offered him some more... exotic ones, as well as experimental potions. We were still working on sealing the deal." She stepped back. "Now are we going to play twenty questions, or are you going to let me save this boy's life? He can't afford to lose any more blood. Untie him. If you must, use the ropes to tie up the professor. But I won't allow you to kill him. I can't do that, or it would go against my oath. Keep the other students from getting up here and rescuing him, though, or bring him upstairs and throw him in a corner." Hopefully it would be the corner his wife was in. She believed that what he really wanted was just to make sure she was alright. Sorry, professor. But this is for the greater good.

Keeley was confused. What was even going on?! All she knew was that Tibi was hurt because of this knocked out professor dude, and Destiny wanted the wand she had taken from him. "Uhh.." Well, since the injured boy was her only priority in this situation, and he had addressed the Slytherin in a friendly type way, it was probably okay to hand over the wand. Brown eyes still full of suspicion, she gave the weapon away, immeadiately asking, "Is there any thing I can do? And what the heck is happening?" to whoever would listen. Too much confusion. Did anyone even know all of what was going on? Why was there the sudden feeling that she had gotten involved in some huge fight suddenly blooming? Great.

"I.. want.. my.. wand.." Tibi whimpered. "He took it," he flailed his hand in the direction of Lawson.

"Find it?" Tiberius opened and closed his hand as he blinked his eyes sleepily. He needed that wand.

Evelyn stared at the girl for a moment, debating it over in her mind. The younger boy, who she finally remembered the name was Tibi, sounded horrible when he spoke, and in pain. Clearing her throat, she let her gaze wonder to the Ravenclaw on the ground before looking back up to the Slytherin.

Exotic potions. What kind of exotic ones? But she wasn't really interested in that knowledge, in fact, it bored her. "Fine." she mumbled before pointing her wand at Tibi and casting a well placed 'Diffindo' at the ropes, making them cut. "But heal him fast. Or as fast as you can. We need him up and running."

Turning to the unconscious Professor, she raised her wand towards him now instead. "Incarcerous." she mumbled, watching the ropes tie him up rather tightly. She didn't want to take him up to the next floor. It would just slow her down, but she didn't trust the Slytherin girl anymore and she might untie him if she left him here with her. Ugh, this was getting into such a pain!

And FINALLY the girl gave her the wand. Smirking, she held it up for a moment, looking at it from different angles. Ignoring the other random girl's question, whoever she was, Evelyn didn't know since she didn't look up to check, she shrugged her shoulders and handed the wand over to Ayra. Now, the Slytherin girl was going to heal Tibi right? Tibi, who needed his wand. A wand which this Professor supposedly had. "Someone search him for Tibi's wand." Even if that meant taking the ropes off and putting them back on.

Lina noticed the way the girl had eyed the professor. Maybe it would be a good thing that she didn't completely trust her. She rather obviously glanced at the professor with some concern, then went over to the boy and started healing him. "Hey, can you hear me?" she asked him quietly. "I'm going to need to have you lay straight, now that you're untied. I can help you move there. It might hurt, but it's necessary. Beyond that, don't move if you don't have to, or you can aggrevate your injuries. I'm quite sure the professor made them worse when he grabbed you."

Wand. Keeley didn't know if she was getting into bad things anyore, but she knew she was into something. So she might as well help the almost dead one. The shifty looking Slytherin said she would help heal, but that was a bit doubtful. Maybe she could try a couple of spells to get him up, but they would most likely fail. But at least looking for a wand was productive, so she immeadiately started scanning the mysterious rubble for a slender wooden stick. None yet...

Bahahahahaha!

Destiny was mighty proud of herself at the moment. Not only did she stun the man, she kicked him! She hoped it left a bruise too..not that she would go and check or anything..

She was only half-listening to what was going on around her, which was probably not a very good idea at the moment. Ehh, who would mess with her now? She totally destroyed the Professor! She saw Evelyn cast ropes around him, which was a smart thing to do. He opened his eyes once already, they didn't need them open again.

Search for a wand..Destiny had a feeling the wand was down his robes which was what he was grabbing at. Eww, eww, eww. 'I think the wand is..down his robes.'

Arya looked to the new face wondering what side she was on. She decided it couldn't hurt to tell her some part of the truth, her friends were here to protect her if she tried to pull something."Lina in healing Tibi." She refused to say more until she was sure the girl was on her side.

She watched as the other girl handed the wand over to Evelyn and then took grasp of the professor's wand running her fingers over it. The wand felt foreign in her hand, not at all like her beautiful wand, but it was better than nothing. "Thanks." She said to Evelyn before turning to the now bound professor as Destiny searched him. Still playing with the wand in her hand.

Tiberius nodded slowly as Lina spoke, only partially comprehending. "I need my ankle fixed," he said softly. Because obviously he had stairs to climb. He straightened himself down as instructed turning his head to look and check on the search for his wand.

".. a.. a lot.. of bl..blood, too..." Tiberius brushed his hand across his upper left leg where the cuts were deepest. Yawn... he was getting... sleepy.

"No no no, stay with me. Don't sleep. Talk to me, okay?" She pulled out a set of potions, carefully measuring out doses. She helped to lift him onto her lap, just enough that he would be able to drink. "First is a healing potion, alright? This will help your body heal even faster, and make it easier for me to heal your wounds." She held it up for him to drink or hold for himself to drink, whichever he may choose.