Dislocated shoulder? Gold winced, at the thought and, instinctively, reached out to touch Lorcan's shoulder. His other shoulder, that is. She didn't want to hurt the one that was already in a bad state. "Get the sling changed," she told him, gently. "Please."

Raiden stirred in his sleep, and Gold's green gaze switched on to him. He looked so fragile, Raiden, what with that sleepy-something on his face, and in his whole style, the way he was asleep, propped up on some pillows, but clearly not fully recovered. Not yet.

Rising to her feet, she lowered herself next to him and, very, very gently, gave him a one-armed hug. For once, she didn't even think of his kitty!ears. "Get well, soon," she said quietly. Then she rose to her feet again, and turned to look at Sabel.

Gold shook her head. "I can't, not yet," she said. How could she? "There are still younger students on the fifth floor." A lot of exhausted ones who needed help. Needed to be moved to the Seating Area, or just moved away, from the fifth floor, in general.

"I need to go back. You take care of yourself -- please." Then she turned on her heel, and left.

Candy winced and her eyelids flickered open when someone touched her head. It was only the healer but she didn't know that. "Don't.... hurt.... me...." she whispered and then whoever it was was pouring something into her mouth and the pain was lessening and everything was clearer. She opened her eyes, smiled at the Healer.

And then she closed her eyes again and slept. She was going to do that a lot over the next week.

Gold gently levitated Keeley into the Headmaster's Seating Area and, once she had stepped into the place, lowered the Ravenclaw into a seat. "Cut cheek," she told Healer Ashford, as she sat down, herself. The cut across Keeley's cheek was not nice, and Gold wanted it to go away.

"... and exhaustion." Did she even need to mention that, now? The exhaustion bit, it was clear enough. Not to mention, everybody she brought in here, was. Exhausted, that is -- and yes, that included her own self.

"I gave her some Strengthening Solution, but that was a good while ago." There had been a lot more fighting, and stunners, and dust and crazy stuff, since then. "The effect must have worn off, by now."

Or be wearing off, now.

Truebridge slowly made his way to the seating area and nodded an absent sort of greeting to Healer Ashford. "I am... St. Mungos for me, I'm afraid. I'll... take any students who need escorting."

His eyes fell on two of the prefects, Raiden Kururugi and Celandine Toussaint, both apparently quite unconscious. What was...? He squinted, instantly recognising the two wands peeping out of Celandine's pockets.

His own? And Jake Upstead's? Strange. With some effort he summoned his own, eyeing it doubtfully when it reached his hand. If he pretended like it hadn't been in the toilet, it wasn't so bad.

Raiden's injuries were more obvious, the boy was about as blooded up as Ethan himself. Celandine's however...

"Healer Ashford." Truebridge spoke quietly and pointed at the young Ravenclaw, who, while she was breathing looked terribly, terribly pale. "I can manage... these two, at least."

Stir. Stir. Stir. Gosh, she was so UNCOMFORTABLE.

Being only partly conscious was no fun, Madiison Winloch discovered, as she lay on the floor among the injured. Not that she KNEW where she was or what she was doing there. She hadn't quite regained her ability to move yet. She was only dimly aware of people around her. The one thing clear in her head was that she was uncomfortable.

VERY, uncomfortable.

If the girl had not been unconscious, she would have pouted, but since she was, all she did was stir. She needed to move. Mentally burrowing her eyebrows, the third year Ravenclaw tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so heavy all she could do was flutter them a little.

Well, this wasn't working.

Keeeley had patiently closed her eyes and been levitated to the healer, wishing she would fall asleep or unconcious or something. Just to stop the horrid energy deduction. Plush there was that gash along her cheek, not pleasant. But as she was put down at who-knows-where, she quietly murmored, "You should get some rest too." But Gold was a super hero, so the poor girl wouldn't stop 'till tomorrow. If it wasn't tomorrow already. All sense of time seemed to be confused in her mind.

Gold had closed her eyes, but she opened them now, brought back to complete consciousness by Keeley's murmur. It made her feel warm, happy that people were concerned about her. She knew there would be a lot more that were - friends, family - but, right now, she felt out-of-touch, as far away from this world as possible.

... and yet, still so here.

"I will," she said, touching Keeley's shoulder. Maybe when Keeley was better, she would give Gold a hug? Gold liked hugs. They made her feel better, pretty much always. "I'm going to sleep for a day and a half, when I know I'm not needed." She smiled at Keeley.

Though the fifth year suspected that, what she really needed was, not rest, but Dylan and Lori. To tell her everything was going to be alright. To hold her close, and force her to cry.

Giving Lorcan a small smile and wave, and a weak smile to Gold along with a nod of the head in acknolwedgement, Sabel took up a spot on the floor beside Raiden and Tibi. At least now, he could draw his knees up to his chest without excruitiating amounts of pain, and wrap his arms around them while still being able to breathe shallowly. He knew he should probably be stretched out, lying flat or something to that effect, but he couldn't bring himself to it. Resting his head on his knees, he shut himself in his own world and thoughts for a time. At least, for a little while, until Raiden woke up or he was told he had to leave. Then...then he would go check on Alexa.



It was Truebridge's words that brought him out of his half-concious state, pulling his head up and his eyes to the students he was speaking about. St. Mungos. His heart sunk a little. Their injuries were that bad? Swallowing the constriction in his throat, he slowly unwravelled himself from his position, wincing as the brusies that were starting to form stretched out, and his lungs expanded his newely healed ribs. Okay, so maybe not such a good idea.

Finally managing to get himself to his feet, he gave Raiden and Tibi a final glance. They would be okay. They were in good hands. Right now, as much as he wanted to stay, his feet and exhaustion were calling him to the five fleets of stairs he had to ascend. It would take him a while to make it up them, but perhaps by that time, Alexa would have calmed down enough to talk to, or at least let herself be comforted. Giving Gold a small smile, he slipped quietly out of the Headmaster's seating area and towards the stairs, to the Gryffindor common room.

Carr, after having levitated Madiison to the Headmaster's seating room and placed her down gently on the floor out of foot traffic, nearly collapsed against the wall next to her. The energy and concentration it had taken her all day to cast spells and dodge spells and scream and cry and stay strong finally took it's toll on her and she fell almost instantly asleep against the wall, her knees curled up to her chest and one hand under her chin.

She woke up, she didn't know how long after, when Madiison, next to her, began moving. The older Ravenclaw jostled Carr just right so that her hand slipped out from under her chin, throwing her off balance and forward. Groggy, Carr blinked a few times, confused about where she was. After a moment or two, it all started coming back to her and she remember being the the seating room of the Headmaster's office.

It was then that she registered Madiison still next to her and drew forward on her knees to place a hand on the other girl's shoulder. "Madiison?" she asked, her voice hoarse with lack of sleep and the previous day's shouting.

Healer Ashford had once thought that the Hospital Wing was probably one of the single busiest places in Great Britain. After today, she begged to differ---the headmaster's seating area definitely took that honor. As more and more students trickled in, Gabriella happened to pass by Gold Laksh, who was levitating a girl with a cut cheek. "Thank you, Miss Laksh," she said.

When the girl had been gently placed onto the ground, the healer headed towards her, a turn of her magical ointment in hand. "Hold still, dear. I'm just going to spread this across your wound," she said. When she was done, she gently moved the girl to the area of the corridor she'd been keeping all the injured in. "As soon as you're feeling better, you may go."

When she stood and spun around, she came face to face with Truebridge, who was offering to escort a few of the students to St. Mungo's. "Yes, yes, thank you," she said, turning to point out Raiden and Celandine, two she knew needed additional healing. It seemed the professor had already scouted out the two, though. "Well they're in good hands then. Thank you, Ethan."

With Raiden and Celandine taken care of, Gabriella was free to scout the area for any other injured students. Spotting Madiison, Gabriella went over to examine the girl's injuries and see what she could do to help. The girl was unconscious, which meant the healer would have to help her take a potion. She knelt down beside her and gently lifted her head up. She tilted a phial towards her lips and let the liquid trickle down.

Keeley smiled in her half-awake, solumn way. But she would have to go a' Gold hunting if that girl didn't give herself some rest soon. But the young Ravenclaw had made someone happy, which gave her a slight comfort, despite her horrid pain. As she felt this weird, tingly ointment cover her bleeding cheek, the deep gash slowly closed up, just revealing a slight scar. That would probably be gone in a few weeks. "Thank you," she murmered to the amazing healer, wondering whether she had gotten any rest either. Probably not, poor person. As she was put in the recovery place, the girl opened her eyes, wanting to move but much too exhausted to do so. Ugh. Just five more minutes, and she would force herself to climb up to her stupid tower.

Gold smiled at Healer Ashford. "No problem, ma'am," she said, politely, as she watched the Healer step up to Keeley, and tend to the Ravenclaw. That was better. Though, Gold could not help but think, Healer Ashford needed some rest, too. She had been taking care of everyone since all of this had started; and, now that most of them were able to at least sit down in peace, the Healer was still busy. Still working.

"Healer Ashford --" She hesitated a little. "Is there anything I can do, for you?" She knew there wasn't really, but if the Healer needed her to get her anything, Gold would. It wasn't fair that Healer Ashford still had to all this, alone. Surely Headmaster Tate could call in a helper, or something? Gold frowned at the thought, and wondered where he was.

The Headmaster, that is.

Ethan nodded and with his newly restored wand he levitated Raiden, while he scooped up Celandine, the lighter of the two and held her carefully with the same arm he held his wand in. Not the most elegant way to transport a couple of prefects, Miss Toussaint ending up in a fireman's hold over his shoulder, while Mr Kururugi floated in front of them as Truebridge carried them away, heading to the nearest floo and taking the two injured children to St. Mungos.

Nicoletta moaned painfully as she pushed herself upright into a sitting position against the chair. There's no way this is happening again, she thought to herself. She wiped some of the blood from her mouth but it was soon replaced by more. This can't be happening, I won't die, I won't. But to tell the truth, It wasn't up to her to decide. It was up to..... him. The necklace hadn't started retracting yet so that was a good sign. Then the voice came back.

Nicoletta
Leave, please, give me two more days.
I thought We had a deal. it said. The thin gold chain around her neck slithered together making it two inches shorter. Oh no.
I- we do! she thought back hastily. Please, two days.
Listen kid, I call the shots around here.

There was a sharp stabbing pain in her left ankel and Nicoletta screamed. I'm going to die. she thought. You're darn right you will.

After blacking out the first thing Roxxy heard when she came back to conciuousness was Oliver's worried voice. And that he was carrying her in his arms. Opening her blue eyes she said confused "Oliver? What happened? Where are we going?" Feeling the metallic taste in her mouth still there she instantly knew what had happened, but didn't say anything out loud. She had passed out. The last thing that she had wanted to happen. Looking behind them Roxxy asked "Where is Miranda? I want her to be here..I'm scared.."

Oliver arrived at the makeshift area for healing carrying Roxxy in his arms. He grimaced as it became apparent just how many kids had been injured.

He slowed his pace and began to walk towards Healer Ashford – his fear of medical things forgotten for want of helping Roxxy. He paused when she stirred and looked down into her pale, scared little face. “You passed out.” He said gently. “Healer Ashford can help. Miranda and Sarah will be along soon. Sarah has to take it slowly.”

Ignoring his own exhaustion; missing back teeth, bloodied mouth and swollen jaw, he looked at the healer, trying to keep his voice from shaking as the emotion of what had happened over the last few hours threatened to make itself known once again. He swallowed. “Ms Ashford.” He said quietly. “Can you help Roxanna here? She was Langlocked during the fight.. I think her mouth is bleeding and she passed out from the stress of everything.” The woman was a pro.. of course she could help the little Gryffie.

Miranda gace Sarah a small grim smile. She didn't know what to say, because the Prefect wasn't a pain, Miranda had hurt her and it was her responsability to make sure she was okay. But if she said all of that, the Captain was sure to fall down on her knees and cry.

But Sarah's ideas of punishing Remí did bring a smile to Miranda's face. Smack him down would be... not so satisfying, but punishment for the man anyways. "Yeah..." she said quietly, "That might help." It wouldn't. Not really.

Fainting Roxxy... yes, probably. "Yeah, she must've," Miranda hoped, because fainting wasn't that serious compared to... y'know. "She'll be allright, Oliver's keeping an eye on her and now the Healer will too."

She gave Sarah a more reassuring smile and then entered the Headmaster's Seating area. She barely heard Roxxy's call for her, and remained with Sarah unti'l she could lower her into a seat. Which was a bit tricky since there were so many kids here... Merlin. Swallowing hard, Miranda blinked away the stinging again. Now was really not the time for this.

After making sure Sarah was comfortable, Miranda stood behind Oliver, a worried look on her face. She knew Healer Ashford was beyond busy at the moment, but she thought it would be good to let her know the Prefect needed help aswell. "Miss, when you can... Sarah could use some help, please." She swallowed again and then walked over to the Prefect again.

"You're going to be fine now, Sarah. Don't worry, you'll feel as good as new." She gave her friend a one armed hug and then really REALLY contemplated getting the hell out of here. This was just too much.

Keeley was worn out. She didn't even care where she had been put by the healer. She didn't care that she had a scar across her cheek. She just wanted to rest. But she knew that she'd have to treck the two floors to get to her tower soon, a journey she was particularly dreading. And then there would be curious students with questions that she had no will to answer. Just five more minutes, then she would get up.

Hobble.Hobble.Hobble.

Miranda might not think she was a pain, but Sarah was starting to get on her own nerves.The fact she had to be so reliant on someone else, just to get down a few flights of stairs was annoying her.Now they were so close to the Headmaster's seating, however, she was mighty relieved to spot some seats to sit in.The cold stone floor does nothing for your bum.

Sarah nodded as Miranda confirmed what she thought about Roxxy.Poor kid, must have been too much to take.She'd felt like fainting plenty of times over the last few hours, unfortunately something stopped her.Maybe if she had she wouldn't have charged at Evil!Remi and been flung into a wall... "Yeah, Healer Ashford is good, she'll sort her out."

Slowly bending her knees and lowering herself into the empty seat, with the help of her friend, Sarah nodded as Miranda went to inform the Healer of their presense, then turned her head to face Roxxy and Oliver.He was being so caring, and it was sweet to see another side of him.Now she REALLY regretted smacking him in the mouth.Hard.Several times...

Snapping out of her staring at the sound of Miranda's voice, Sarah looked up into her face and smiled. "Thank you.I really appreciate you coming down with me, you know.Have you let the Healer know that you and Oliver need to see her too? Don't forget yourselves!" She put a Prefecty tone on the last bit, and gave her friend a stern look....and a wink.




OOC: Sarah has several cuts and grazes on her face, legs, hands and arms from rose bushes.She rugby tackled Oliver and strained her right shoulder in the process, also resulting in some bruised knuckles from a few punches.. She also got hit with a couple of hexes at once...'Incarerous' and one that sent her crashing back first into a hard stone wall.So her back is severely bruised and sore and difficult to move/bend.

Gabriella watched as Ethan headed off with the two prefects. The mention of St. Mungo's drew her attention to Nicoletta, who still seemed to be having a time with her injuries. Perhaps the girl could use a visit to St. Mungo's, as well. "Ethan, wait!" she called out, but she was unsure as to whether or not the man heard her. She levitated Nicoletta into the air and took off with her, en route to St. Mungo's.

She returned sometime later, Nicoletta no longer in tow, to tend to the other injuries. The first student she passed was a young Gryffindor she thought was called Roxanna. That's what her friend had referred to her as anyway. She nodded then brought a strengthening potion to Roxanna. The effects of the spell casted on her would eventually have to wear off, but in the meantime, a strengthening potion would help her fight off the injuries. She dabbed up the excess blood before moving on to the next injured child.

Miranda simply had scratches on her face, which would only require a bit of ointment from the healer. "Hold still, dear," she said to her. "I'm just going to dab a bit of ointment on your face." She squeezed a small amount of paste onto her hands then rubbed it onto Miranda's wounds. Who was the other injured child the students were mentioning? Gabriella scanned the area, her eyes finally falling on Sarah, the Hufflepuff prefect. Ahh, yes! Sarah!

Sarah had several cuts and bruises, as well, so Gabriella squeezed more of the ointment onto her hand and instructed Sarah to hold still, too. "...just a little ointment here and here...and here," she said, mumbling just a little, since she was putting most of her concentration into actually applying the ointment. She frowned at the sight of the girl's shoulder. Upon examination, she saw that it was badly sprained. She held up a sling and said, "Keep this on for a week or two...play it by ear." She wrapped the sling carefully around the girl then moved her attention to the girl's injured back.

Healing the back injuries would just require a bit of bed rest and 'taking it easy'. She could, however, give the girl a strengthening potion, a cure that was surely coming in handy today. She passed the phial to Sarah, nodding towards it to indicate she wished for the girl to take it. "You should go lie down now, too. You'll need lots of bed rest and relaxation," she added.

"Nnnn~" The first thing Lina felt was that her head was throbbing. The next was her ankle. She winced as she brought a little hand to her head, wondering if she had a fever or something. There was stuff going on around her. And it didn't sound like she was in the dorm. She'd read once that in the first few moments of wakefulness you can tell a person anything and they'd believe you. She could see why. She was just automatically confused, it seemed. She blinked a little and looked around. Everything was a little fuzzy, though that was fairly normal for her. People were moving around, and this definitely wasn't the dorm. Why was she here?

And then she remembered. A lot of injured students, a lot of blood... Raiden! She rubbed her eyes as she sat up, looking around as her world slowly came into focus. He wasn't here... Raiden wasn't here! Neither was Celandine... Actually, it looked like a few weren't here. What had happened? How long was she out? She started to get to her feet and winced, sitting back down. That's right, the healer had said something about her ankle. Maybe they'd been healed? No... Raiden was completely out of it. She was sure he would be here longer than she would.

"Wh--" She coughed a little. Too many potions, not enough to drink, and certainly not taking care of herself. She checked what potions she had left, but there were none that would help. She'd already offered her healing and pain potions to the healer. She cleared her throat a little, and when she was sure she could talk she looked around again, finally looking at the healer. "Where's Raiden? Is he okay?" Then another thought occured to her and she could feel panic creeping in. "Did everyone make it? I tried to find everyone I could..." Her voice was starting to get a little rough again. She looked down. She was still wearing the blood-caked robes. Raiden and Tibi's at least... if not more. Everything was something of a blur. "I really did..." she said quietly.

Trying to sit herself up as best she could still in Olivers arms Roxanna mumbled "I guessed I did. I have passed out before due to too much stress. My mum says it isn't anything to be scared off though." Fainting was probably never good but in this case she believed her mother. As Oliver spoke of Miranda and Sarah she nodded saying "Okay..I hope Miranda doesn't think i'm weird. I wasn't exactly nice to her back there.." Oliver then took control of things by requesting the aid of Healer Ashford explaining her injuries. Roxxy looked up into Olivers eyes and then added before Oliver could object "I'm not the only one who needs attention Healer Ashford. Oliver needs help too. He's got a bad jaw, bloody mouth and missing teeth." Hmph Roxxy wasn't going to let her saviour go untreated just because he thought of her injuries.

Miranda was finally there. Looking over Oliver's shoulder Roxanna called out glad to see the two Hufflepuffs "Miranda, Sarah! Are you both all right?" It was clear that Sarah wasn't but Roxxy guessed that Miranda wasn't exactly super fit either. If Miranda didn't respond to her worried question then Roxxy knew just what to do. If Healer Ashford could heal all types of injuries then she probably could fix what ever was wrong with Miranda too. It would be a miracle if the dark haired 15 year old had gone through the intense battle on the upper floors with out being scatched.

As the Healer round on her giving Roxanna the strengthening potion she gave it a long doubtful look before gulping down quickly. The blood flow in her mouth stopped and the weird sensation in her head stopped abruptly. Wanting to stand on her own two feet Roxxy tugged at Olivers robe arm to get his attention asking "Oliver, could you please set me down. I wanna see if i can stand on my own without fainting."

When Lina coughed a little, Gabriella turned her attention towards the Slytherin girl. She patted her gently then said, "Everyone is going to be just fine. Raiden and Celandine had to go away for a little while, but they'll be just fine, too." She gave the girl a small smile before turning to Roxanna and Oliver one again.

Apparently, Oliver needed her assistance, as well. She turned towards the boy and for the first, she saw his bloodied jaw and mouth. She dabbed up the excess blood, revealing a scratched a bruised area. She squeezed the last of her ointment into the palm of her hand then spread it along Oliver's jawline. She placed a small bandage over the cuts, too. "There now. All better, Mr. Greenwood," she remarked.

"The End-of-Term Feast is beginning shortly. You lot should try and make it up to your common rooms to gather your belongings before things get good and underway," she advised. As she talked, she packed up the remainder of her medical supplies. When she had everything gathered, she turned back towards the group of children. "I'll see you at the feast. Take care." With a little nod and a wave, she turned and left the area.

Everyone was going to be fine... She sighed with relief. She didn't know how much of that was due to her, or if they would have done fine on their own, but it was a great relief. Maybe she could find some of the other students and see how they were doing during the feast. As soon as she saw Raiden, anyway. She got up, gently this time, and made her way out.

Keeley felt like a pile of dragon dung. But she knew that no one pitied her, no older person would levitate her away. She wearily sat up, feeling sore in at least twenty three different places. After a while, the girl managed to stumble to her feet. But, she hung around, leaning against the wall for the ability to stand on her feet, and waited to see if anyone noticed her. The exhausted girl with the scar on her cheek. Maybe, just maybe, someone would be willing to help.