Lady Alexa scooted closer to her betrothed and grasped his arm. Whispering to him... really it wasn't a whisper... "These peasants must be here to get something other than robes and gowns sewn, Duke O'Farrell. They are most rude and uncooth." Alexa said in hushed yet shocked tones.

Turning haughtily to the boy she said, "Thou art most rude, peasant. I am most certainly NOT a prude. We royals simply hold ourselves to higher standards." Smiling evilly she ran a hand through her hair and looked down her nose at Rex and his company.

Lorcan looked at the people Lexi was speaking to. He winced when she grasped his arm but didn't say anything. At that moment she had no idea what had happened to him.

"My dear Lady," he said in the haughtiest voice he could muster. "Do not concern yourself with these uneducated fools. They have no idea how they offend. I shall deal with them when you are being attended to by the seamstress. She should be here directly." He sighed slightly. He had hoped that what ever was wrong would get better with time but if anything, it was getting worse.

Remembering the advice Silas had given him, he gently put his arm around her. "My dearest Lady, please direct your attentions away from these people. You have other, more important concerns to attend to, such as your new gown." He hoped this would work.

Lady Alexa nodded her head in agreement as she continued to look down her perfect little nose at the commoners all around her. "Aye, thou art indeed correct, Duke." she said in a very royal voice.

Ohh.... my precious... "Yes, a gown indeed, kind sir. I shall request it be the most lovely shade of pink the kind seamstress has." she responded, stars in her eyes as she considered her new gown.

Lorcan breathed an inward sigh of relief. He was unsure if Lexi knew she was a witch, but the last thing he needed was for her to remember and hex these people. They were in the hospital wing after all.

He nodded when she became stary eyed over the thought of a new dress. "Yes, dear Lady. I believe that you will be the prettiest girl in any room in a pink gown. Once you have chosen the shade of the dress, we must see about some new shoes to match, of course." His mother was always going on about shoes, so mentioning them seemed to be a fairly safe bet.

Kay looked up when she heard Alexa voice. She turn to see where she was and why she was talking like that. Kay watched her for a few minutes and then realized she was not herself.

"It's ok Rex. That's a friend of yours and she sick." Kay said to him smiling. "But Lorcan's with her and she will be fine." She looked back to make sure. "You need to try to be nice to people until you start remembering things. I don't want you loss your friends."

"No, he's not. Can't remember anything. He gets flashes, but then nothing." Kay told her. "So I just keep talking to him and we are still waiting on the healer."

Kay looked up to Georgiana and smiled. "Thanks. For Helping." Kay was at her ropes end. What less could she do. "I think if we keep talking to him it helps."

Kay turned when Alexa started talking again. She wondered why Alexa was talking that way. Kay hoped that whatever it was Alexa would be ok.

Kay looked at Lorcan whating to ask if Alexa was ok, but she didn't want to leave Rex. She knew that they were at odds, but she still cared if he was happy. Mouthing the words at him, she hoped he would answer. "is she ok?" thou there was no sound Kay hope he understood. She only hoped that he wasn't still mad at her and would answer.

As Gabriella made her way back into the waiting area, she couldn't help but be slightly amused at all the different ways a magical child could get themselves into a fix. The next two cases, of course, being amongst the most amusing. Sixteenth century royalty---now this should be interesting.

"Alexandra Kennedy and Enid Banvard," she said, scanning the room for any sign that 'royalty' was amongst them. Perhaps there were two young ladies wearing crowns or perched upon makeshift thrones. Or maybe one of their friends had jokingly rolled out a red carpet stretching from the entrance to the Hospital Wing to the thrones the girls sat upon.

Hmm...no such spectacle as far as Gabriella could see. Typically, she could scan the area and zero in on a specific patient within seconds. These two girls were slightly a little more difficult to set apart, though. "Alexandra Kennedy and Enid Banvard," she called again.

Ah... the seamstress had finally called for she and Lady Enid. Rising gracefully from her seat Lady Alexa approached the woman, gave a small curtsy and said, "I am Lady Alexandra Kennedy, madame."

Enid, who had been distracting herself by examining her robes and sharing her dislike for them, looked up as a blonde woman walked into the room and called their names. "Ah, that is I! Lady Enid of the House of Banvard, good seamstress," she said, getting up to her feet and, like Alexa, giving a most polite curtsy at the woman. "Oh I cannot tell thee how excited I am to finally have some royal robes on my back! These peasants' 'uniforms' as I have been told they art called, are most inappropriate for ladies such as Alexa and myself," she said, making a face.

A little taken aback by the little girl's curtsy, Gabriella blinked once then nodded towards Alexa. "Hello there, Miss Kennedy," she greeted, wondering, for a moment, if she should play along. She supposed that if the young girls truly thought themselves to be royalty, she should try and play along until they were healed. She didn't want them leaving in a huff refusing to consume a potion.

But wait just a moment---a seamstress?!?! How in Merlin's name had these two come to the conclusion that she, Healer Ashford, was a seamstress? Questions would have to wait until later. Clearly, there was an emergency on hand.

*ahem*

Gabriella bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing, then addressed to the two girls once again. "Well then, Lady Alexa and Lady Enid, won't you accompany me to my...fitting room? I shall serve you some...fine tasting punch while you wait," she improvised. "Just this way, please."

OOC: Next posting in the Hospital Ward and Healing Area, please.

Pierre walked into the hospital wing with Ziva Holden still in his arms. After putting Ziva down in a chair, he sat next to her. He let out a sigh. His arms were kind of hurting from having to hold Ziva so long. He looked around at the other people waiting. His leg started to tap nervously. Pierre didn't like anything resembling a hospital. Bad childhood memories.

Ziva was now sat in a chair in the hospital wing. Slowly Ziva came back into consciousness. She peeped her eyes open and jumped. "Ow!" she said softly one hand gripping her the back of her neck and the other around her middle, her neck hurt, as did her stomach.

She looked around, the hospital wing? What happened? "Did I daze out or something?" she asked Pierre sitting next to her. She was upset she was missing the remaining of her first lesson of the term.

She didn't realize that the ball had hit her that hard. All she remembered before she fainted was her gripping onto Pierre's shoulder. She looked over at him, he looked worried. She went to say something, but thought better of it, she had a bad headache now.

" Rex Trigwell, who is he?" the boy asked the girl. " I am Rex Trigwell and you are Georgiana, right?" he asked her. " Wait, who are you?" he asked Georgiana.

" Who are you mam? he asked her, I do not remember any Alexa" Rex said to her.

" Ok, Kay I will be nice to Alexa " rex told her, " KayI still not remembering you or Alexa or Georgiana or Victoria" the boy told the girl.

Benjamin walked in behind Pierre and saw Ziva come to. He walked over to her. "Hey, are you alright?"

He grimaced when she looked like she was in pain. "You fainted. I'm really sorry."

Eesh.

Ziva felt someone sit beside her. She knew it was Benjamin when he spoke. "Eh." she muttered out. She really wanted to sleep right now. She leaned her head over and rested it lightly on Pierre's shoulder. "Quit saying sorry." she commanded through a mutter. She opened her eyes a little. Thank Merlin for Pierre!

Nikki walked into the waiting room, still shaking. The image of the DADA class was still stuck in her head. How could he expect the students to do Unforgivable Curses? Wasn't that till your sixth year? Yes it was only a year away, but still. Nikki wasn't ready to do anything like that. Not yet.

"I know, but it will be alright. When the Healer can see you everything will be fine." Kay said smiling at him. She gave him a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. "Just keep telling yourself, my name is Rex. Ok." Kay said to him. She was hoping that the Healer would hurry.

Now that class was finished, Lawson could go up to the hospital wing and see how the students were doing from their injuries from his class. Who would have thought that Muggle Studies could be so dangerous? Walking into the waiting room he spotted the two Slytherins and the injured Hufflpeuff.

Making his way over to the older of the group, Marcus looked down at the boy and gave him a smile. "We kinda got off to a rocky start Pierre but I was impressed with the way you participated in the class and the way you have taken care of young Ziva here." He reached into pocket and pulled out a piece of paper, "Hogsmeade is coming up and I thought you could do with a reward" he said as he handed over the coupon.



Turning towards the other young Slytherin, Marcus reached into pocket and pulled out another coupon. "The same goes for you Benjamin, I am very proud of the way you both looked out for Ziva here." Once again he handed over a coupon.



"I hope you both enjoy yourselves in Hogsmeade" he said before turning to look at the patient.

"Well who would have thought a football could cause so much damage? How are you feeling Ziva" Marcus asked as he looked around for Jake, the other casualty of his class.

Ziva had started to doze off with her head rested against Pierre's shoulder. She heard Lawson's voice followed by some footsteps. She sighed. "Eh, I'm sore in by middle section and neck. Got a headache too." she told him opening her eyes, she left her head on Pierre's shoulder.

"I think when I grew short of breath was when the trouble started." Ziva said attempting a small weak smile. She hoped Pierre didn't move anytime soon, she was comfy laying/sitting like this.

" Rex, Rex. Rex.my name" he told Kay. "Whoever you are, what a nice hug and kiss, I hope you are my girlfriend" he told the girl " Rex and Kay sound nice" he told her. " Rex who?" Kay, who?" the boy asked the girl.

Still pressing the handkerchief up to his sore sooooore nose, Jake had his eyes squeezed shut, his face pale. Really, he could take pain... But the idea that his nose was now straight but he had been born WITH it straight... Yeah, that was worrying.

Only focusing on making sure Dylan was still with him, Jake didn't know Lawson was now in the room but he kept hearing the same people talk.

"Sssub-one shut ddddat KID UP!" the boy snapped, wincing in pain as he did. Stupid ball must have caught him wrong. He had a splitting headache and was clearly very upset.

Alexa walked back into the waiting room about the same time Jake yelled for someone to shut Rex up. Teehee.

Looking around she didn't see Lorcan so she continued on through and out the door.

" No one tells me to shut up" he told the boy. " Have some class you loser" he snapped at the boy. "At least you know your name and everyone's name" he snarled at the boy.
" Kay, Victoria, Georgiana, whre are you?" Rex asked them. "Who are Kay, Victoria, Georgaina and this guy named Rex?" he asked the girls.

Dylan put a hand on Jake's arm. "Calm down Jakey," he said, quietly, "The nurse will see you soon."

He spotted Lawson enter. He didn't come and check if Jake was ok though. Seriously tension or what?!

"I'll deal with him," he smiled, "Ok Jake?"

"Oi. Don't talk to Jake like that," Dylan said, approaching the kid, "He has class. Unlike you it would seem. Only bullies call people loser." He shook his head at the kid. "Can't you see he is in pain. You are just adding to it. Just be quiet."

Groaning in pain, Jake didn't even bother to point out that he hadn't told Rex to shut up, just told anyone else to shut him up. But it was getting annoying again. Pulling his feet up on the chair, Jake covered one of his ears (the other was tending to his nose) and bowed his head, rocking back and forth slightly. He HATED this place.

"Okay," the boy answered Dylan, feeling a little better that he wasn't having to deal with this place on his own. Getting to know this kid was suuuuuch a help. Jake could do with more friends...

Glancing around the waiting room once more, Jake closed his eyes and tried to hide his face, all the better to wait in peace. With Dylan. Because Dylan was his friend.

"Th-thanks," Jake whispered, unsure whether or not the older boy could hear him but saying it anyway. Ah well.

" Really, he is in pain but I do not wwho I am and you call me a bully" the boy told this irritating boy. "Sorry Jake about being mean" the boy told him. " No I will not be quiet as I have to try to remeber my friends, my girlfriend and my sister and my name, too" he told the boy. " You are not the boss of me and no student is the boss of any other student " this boy told the other boy.
"You know, yo uare the one without any class and neither is Jake because you both do not know what is to go without knowing who you are or anyone is around you" the boy told thee other rude boys.