Kylie walked into room two, where the healer had told her to go, and politely took a seat. She really couldn't stand for very long, let alone walk easily.

Who knew cat scratches could be so severe?

"I am going to need you to lay back." Lily said as she walked into the room, and closed the door behind her. "And roll your shirt up, please, so I can see the cuts."

She picked up two potion bottles, and nodded to the bed next to the chair.

Kylie nodded, this was weirdly a lot like a muggle doctors office. Except that she could magically make these cuts go away instead of waiting for them to heal. And, hopefully, she could make it so there wouldn't be scarring. Although they WERE pretty deep...

She carefully laid herself back, thudding a little as she finally hit the bedding. She rolled her shirt up so the healer could see the cuts along the sides of her rib cage.

Flicking her wand continuously, the lake water from deep inside the cuts came up, and Lily wiped it away as she worked. Once she was certain it was all out, she put her wand away, and opened the jar, "Now, you're going to feel a tingly sensation, but that just means it's working."

With a nod, she rubbed the salve across each of the cuts, watching them close up one right after another, the scars melted away, and if you did not know that they'd been there, you would not even be able to tell.

"There you are." Lily grinned, taking a step back and recapping the jar. "Good as new."

Kylie made a bit of a face as the lake water came churning out from within the wounds. She grit her teeth, and almost as soon as the water's sting seemed to end, there was a new, tingly sensation on her wounds. It felt... hot, in a way. But also had a sort of a cooling effect. This hurt less, it just felt weird.

As soon as the sensation stopped, she looked at where the gashes had once been. She could see a very, very light line.. but if she hadn't known they were there in the first place, she would have never even noticed. That VERY fade scar would surely fade within the next few weeks.

Kylie smiled at the healer, "Thank you so much. I promise to try not to come back any time soon... Am I excused?"

She'd never been to a healer's room before. She didn't really know what to say... or do...

"Yes dear, you're free to go, but next time, it might be wise to come to me right away. Less pain that way, I'd think." She offered a smile and a nod.

Hum Dee Dum

This innocent act was starting to wear off.

Trixie watched as Oliver was levitated into the room but it was then she realized that she couldn't see Sarah. Err....Where had the prefect gone?? Meh. Right now just to wait for Moretti to re-enter. Okay now she was slightly worried that maybe Oliver wouldn't be fine for the match. Oh goodness no. They couldn't loose him. Ahhhhh!

Cameron walked in whistling. Where was Madame Moretti? She was so nice and she'd have a headache solution for her in no time. Just.. where was she? Hmm..

Spotting the back of a very familiar blonde figure walking into the Hospital room, Cam frowned. What was Trixie doing here? And hey! There was Prefect Sarah! Was Trixie hurt? Naw. Had she walked into a tree again? Sighing, she walked over to her with a compassionate smile which sort of faded into a mixture of surprise and horror at the sight in front of her. It was Oliver. Bloodied with a nose that looked something akin to a dog's breakfast.

How did one describe how she was feeling? Dread? Anger? Fright? Merlin, she had no idea. Her heart was beating fast. What if he was a vegetable and braindead for the rest of his life? What if Oliver never, ever, EVER spoke coherent words again? The world would be a sad place if Oliver Greenwood's sarcasm was never heard again.

What the hell was wrong with him!? Her insides squirmed at the sight of the red liquid and she gulped trying to keep calm. *deeeeepGASPbreaths*

"S-s-sarah...w-w-what's wrong with him?"

Trixie saw Cammy arrive and look at Oliver. Err...Oh great now this was awkward. Here's hoping Oliver called the right Cameron, Cammy and not Trixie. Because yeah... that wouldn't be good. But where had prefect Sarah actually gone? Was she still in the waiting room? Aah well.

Hum Dee Dum.

Should Trix answer the question? After all it had kinda been her fault. Might as well right? "I think it's only a broken nose" she said to the concerned Gryffindor. "It wasn't THAT hard" she complained. "But well...Yeah it knocked him out and I think he may be a little delusional" yeah. Mistaking Trix for Cammy. Pulling her blonde hair. Even hugging her. Seriously. Cuckoo!

Now to wait for Moretti. Even though Trix practically knew the procedure by now. But she was no Healer was she?

As he was levitated to Room 2, Oliver's eyelids fluttered as if he was aware they were moving again. “Cam.. deeyou.. channnge yurperfume?” He slurred as he got another waft of the hospital disinfectant.

He was aware of someone else suddenly present. He strained to listen. Cameron? o_O There was two of her! And she was chatting to the other. “Whuu th..?” He just about managed as he tried to fight the slumber that had been forced upon him.

GUUUUaaaaaAH!

Why couldn't he wake up?! *flail*

"All right." Lilyan said, waving her hands at the two girls, gesturing for them to step back, and out of the way. The rule was no one was allowed inside the Healing Rooms without permission.

Trixie had permission. The other child did not.

So, if she wanted to stay, she'd better make room. In her hand, she held two vials of calming draughts. She really hoped she wouldn't need both, considering they were pretty strong. "Trixie." She said, looking for the blonde girl. "Has he woken up at all?" Was this an in and out.... or an in and not coming out?

Trixie looked up as the healer entered and mentioned her name. She found it so funny that the healer knew her by first name terms by now. Miss Accident Prone wasn't at all surprised really though. Oooh.... Questions. Erm. Okay now to be sensible. She wished he hadn't woken up a few times. Then he wouldn't have called her Cammy at all. Grr.

"On more then one occasion yes. He doesn't seem to be able to stay in consciousness at all" she replied. "And every time he has woken up, he's been totally delusional" she said slowing down at the end and gritting her teeth. Although the hug wasn't so bad.

Cameron stared at the unconscious boy, mostly with fear. What the..
Honestly. She left him half an hour and he managed to get his face smushed. Where were his brains?

Gaping at the blondes explanation, Cam spluttered. "Not that hard? He"s out cold!" She bit her lip and glanced at him. "He,s going to be alright, right?" Cos if he wasnt, shed have them for breakfast.
"That doesnt tell me what happened.." She muttered, coldly.

Then he started slurring and the red-head raised an eyebrow. Yes.. he was gunna be perfectly fine.. not.

The HEALER! Thankgod... but she gave her a cold look and she frowned and took a cautionary step backward. Erm..
Listening carefully as Trixie spoke, her frowned deepened. Was he gunna survive?

"All right then." Lily mused to herself for a minute and then turned back to Trixie. "Tilt his head up." She instructed, "I can't afford to not give him the calming draught now." Because if he woke up and freaked out, it would be much harder to get him to drink it.

Trixie looked blankly at the healer. Do what? Tilt his head up? "Err...Okay then." The young blonde gently tilted back his head, her touch extremely soft because, well this was Trix and she'd already injured him enough anyway and waited for more instruction from Moretti. Calming Draught was most definitely a good idea with oliver. Anything medical wasn't exactly in his good books.

Carefully, the woman poured the potion down the boy's throat, using a charm to keep the liquid at a slow pace to avoid choking. When she was sure that the potion had gone down, and there was no more left, she nodded to Trixie, "Alright, you can let go. Gently."

"Ennervate."

Let go? Well that was what Trixie did. The fifth year giggled slightly when she said gently though. Because she was totally just gonna drop his head down wasn't she? Not. And slowly she placed his head back down. If he woke up right now it would be incredibly awkward. Seriously....

Oliver had slunk back into a deep slumber and seemed unaware of anything at all as Cam Trixie tilted his head forward and the healer poured potion down his throat.

Hmm... but he sure was suddenly relaxed. “Ham...” He sighed softly. "Hm..."

The next thing he knew, he was awake and feeling rather disorientated. He blinked, trying to get his eyes to focus. The rather blurred shape of Trixie came into view above him. “Heey Trrrix.” He slurred drowsily to the girl and gave her a drunken smile.

o_O

Hang on a sec... Where in Merlin's name was he? And what was up with his nose!? He raised a hand and tentatively touched it, his hand snapping away abruptly. “OW!” He whined. Jeez – what the hell!? He sat up on his elbows and looked around. He was in the Hospital Wing! Merlin's pants! Healer Moretti came into focus next and then Cameron. That's right.. Cam had brought him here after Trixie... hit him square in the face with a cricket ball. Hard. Hmph.

He sat up fully and gripped the side of his head when the room began to spin. “Thankss for waking me, Mrs Morrretti.” He slurred to the nurse and forced a smile. “I'll be on my way now...” Maan, he felt like he was on a muggle merry-go-round. He stood up only to fall back down again. Merlin. This was not good.

Gulp.

Moretti didn't like her. Oops.. The red-head wrung her hands as Trixie lifted Oliver to make him drink the calming draught. It was a nerve-wracking couple of seconds after she'd uttered the spell that Oliver came to. Not before he once mistook Trixie for her. She rolled her eyes. Honestly..

His eyes fluttered open and she sighed with relief. She had no idea why she was so nervous. He would be fine.. right?
Anyway, he seemed to have finally gotten their names right and had muttered a druggy 'hello' to Trixie. He seemed to come to for a second before he started to panic and Cam sighed as he started spazzing. His head probably felt like a delightful headache right now. He tried to sit up and the red-head grabbed his arm and pulled him down.

"Sit. You can go as soon as your better." Him and his totally irrational phobia of the Hospital Wing.

Lily picked him up via her wand, and sat him back on the bed. "Stay." she said, turning to grab a pain potion. "And drink."

"When that is done, I will reset your nose." But, she might have to require him to stay. For a while, maybe, possibly over night.

Trix watched as Oliver awoke. Heh heh. Well at least this time he had managed to muster staying awake for more then a few seconds. And at least he had finally distinguished who was who. But not after mistaking her for Cam a few times beforehand making the Blonde turn bright red. Because that was totally not embarrassing for her at all.

"Hey Oliver" she grinned but then Cam was intervening. Whatever. She was his girlfriend after all. SO the fifth year stood back a little, her arms crossed across her chest and waited for any further instruction.

Oh my gooooaad...

Oliver's head was KILLING him! The room continued to spin and he knew he was in no fit state to attempt to make a run for it. The Calming Draught had worked, mind you, because he would have been off down the corridor and on his way to the dungeons by now, injured or not, under usual circumstances.

When Cam grabbed his arm, he had no choice but to comply. 'Sit', 'stay'? Why were these people all talking to him like he was a crup? Pffft. He sat back down on the bed, his pained and scared expression hidden by his injuries, and took the potion from Moretti and drank.

Blehh... gross tasting stuff.

He glanced at Trixie and then at Cam and was about to ask Moretti if he could go now, when the she said she was going to set his nose. He swallowed and held out the empty vial to her. That didn't sound like it would be a pleasant experience. “Is it bad?” He asked her, his voice thick from drinking that foul potion. “I'm not going to be left disfigured, am I?” He shot Trix an accusing look before looking back at Moretti.

Lily laughed, "Not at all. Unless, of course, you would like to be left difigured, then I could see what I could do." Twirling her wand between her fingers as she spoke, Lily glanced a the two girls, before leading her eyes back to the boy.

"This is not going to hurt, but you will hear it. It tends to be rather loud." Arms and ankles were usually the loudest, but noses were pretty loud too.

His nose was reset with the flick of her wand, and the swelling melted away immediatley. "One more." She decided, reaching for another vial, "Do you feel a bit disoriented?"

Oliver actually managed a small smile at Moretti's comment. “No.. thanks.” He shook his head but that just served to make him even more dizzy and he groaned. What had Trixie done to his poor brain?

Moretti was actually pretty good at making Oliver feel at ease with her professional yet lad back manner. He swallowed again, but nodded to her words and reached out and grabbed Cameron's hand.

“Ah.” He yelped as his nose crunched back into place and it rang in his ears. Another one? He braced himself, squeezing Cam's hand, but paused and nodded. “Yeah.. the room is totally spinning.” He confirmed. He was beginning to feel a little seasick from the sensation.

Uhm Hmm. Just as she thought. Lily surveyed him carefully as he reacted to the snap, and answered her question.

"Pepperup." She said, handing over the vial. Sure, he wasn't sick, but the potion would still have a positive affect on his head. "You should get a good night's sleep, maybe early, and you'll be fine again tomorrow morning."