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Ever wonder where your dirty underpants wind up? Just down the corridor, not terribly far from the kitchen, the door to the laundry room can be found. What you will find in this room will, likely, not be a surprise. Within are no Muggle washing machines or dryers. Instead, front and centre, are large tubs with accompanying wash boards and sticks. A bizarre system of clothes lines fill the back of the room, beside which tables and large hampers await.
If you happen to wind up here on your House's laundry day, you will see your clothes -- hopefully labelled -- and the clothes of your fellow housemates being washed and dried by a team of house-elves. It is not uncommon to hear them bickering with each other or joining together in a motivational song to help make the job get completed quicker. First the clothes are scrubbed squeaky clean with soap and steaming hot water. They are next hung to dry and then neatly stacked on one of the large tables to be folded and placed back in the hamper to be returned to their owners.
Students are always welcome to be proactive and do their own laundry or at least lend the house-elves a hand. There sure is a lot of laundry to do!
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
There was a special scarf that Kay possessed and it was covered in Marshmallow the crup's slobber. She loved her four legged friend but had felt a tinge of annoyance when the crup had tugged it out from the back pocket of her jeans during a moment she hadn't been paying attention (she had been thinking of Foster at that moment as she had been missing him). The only reason the said scarf was folded and tucked into her pocket was because she had planned on showing it to Alice when they met for tea shortly afterwards.
It had taken Marshmallow's happy growls for Kay to realise what had happened and by the time she had managed to get the scarf away, it was soaked with slobber. She had said a hasty goodbye to the crup and dashed to the laundry room. It was true she could use magic but the professor had always hand washed the thing.
It was for that sole purpose she was now dunking the scarf in hot water.
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Text Cut: Professor Stewart
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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19
There was a special scarf that Kay possessed and it was covered in Marshmallow the crup's slobber. She loved her four legged friend but had felt a tinge of annoyance when the crup had tugged it out from the back pocket of her jeans during a moment she hadn't been paying attention (she had been thinking of Foster at that moment as she had been missing him). The only reason the said scarf was folded and tucked into her pocket was because she had planned on showing it to Alice when they met for tea shortly afterwards.
It had taken Marshmallow's happy growls for Kay to realise what had happened and by the time she had managed to get the scarf away, it was soaked with slobber. She had said a hasty goodbye to the crup and dashed to the laundry room. It was true she could use magic but the professor had always hand washed the thing.
It was for that sole purpose she was now dunking the scarf in hot water.
So…Sammy apparently was a slow learner or just really bad at making connections. He had popped the box of candies he had gotten from the feast into his pocket when he left and after classes today had decided to eat another one. Approximately five minutes later his nose was bleeding. Again.
So he had set off to find the hospital wing. Again.
And had promptly gotten lost. Again.
This time, however, he had grabbed a hankerchief, which he had wadded up and stuffed under his nose in place of his sleeve. Only the hankie was starting to bleed through and onto his sleeve again.
He pushed opened a door and hoping he had the right place and realized he was probably as far from the hospital wing as possible, save maybe the school grounds. ”You maveee gogt to smee kiddin’ me,” he muttered to himself. This school was the most confusing thing he’d even been – worse than a hedge maze.
Ellie swayed a little unsteadily on her feet with one hand over her mouth to stop herself from throwing up as she searched for the right room. She didn’t even know if she was on the right floor but right now she had enough trouble keeping her stomach in check. She had eaten a few tasty candy treats leftover from the feast to celebrate a good potions class when she had started to feel awfully queasy and if that wasn’t enough she also felt super hot. Where was a sink to dunk her hot sweaty head in some water?
Entering the room Ellie thought was the girl’s bathroom she managed to think it was weird that sammy was there as she mumbled a "Hi Sammyyyyyyyyyy!" to him before she belched heavily feeling how her whole mouth was filled up with an icky substance. Wasting no time she sprinted towards where Professor Stewart stood by the sinks before she literally threw up all her stomach content on top of Professor Stewart's nice scarf…...Ooops!
Pips appeared in the laundry room with a rather large basket full of studentsies things to wash. Pips eyes grew even larger as he saw two studentsies and Missus Mistress. There was a mess! Pips needed to help. Yes, Pips does.
"Missus Mistress, studentsies, Pips help? Pips clean up all the sickies?" Argyl would be very upset if Pips did not clean, clean, clean! There was laundry to be done but sickies was big mess, yes it was!
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
"Hello?’’ Kay called, he elbows covered in sudsy water. She looked towards the entrance of the Room to see a student who apparently was having a bloody problem; quite literally. She immediately dropped her scarf into the water. “Goodness! What happened to you? And why are you here, not at the Hospital Wing?’’ She even barely paid attention to the next Gryffindor, such was her concern for the first.
That was until...
…
Until she heard the barfing sounds and spun around to see what the issue was. Her face shaped into a look or horror when she realised that her precious scarf had been vomited upon. “What is the matter with you two?’’ Kay questioned, fearing for the kiddos and secretly repulsed at the water in which the scarf now sat.
Kaysha jumped at the loud POP! It was a familiar pop, one that told her a House Elf had just Apparated. “Yes, please.’’ She was so grateful to the little elf. “Thank you for your help. If you can just take care of the vomit in the water...’’ She pointed then turned back to the first Lion. “Has the bleeding stopped as yet? If not, we ought to get you to the Hospital Wing.”
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Text Cut: Ellie
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
Urk.
Groan.
Ooof.
Where was the girl’s bathroom?
Ellie swayed a little unsteadily on her feet with one hand over her mouth to stop herself from throwing up as she searched for the right room. She didn’t even know if she was on the right floor but right now she had enough trouble keeping her stomach in check. She had eaten a few tasty candy treats leftover from the feast to celebrate a good potions class when she had started to feel awfully queasy and if that wasn’t enough she also felt super hot. Where was a sink to dunk her hot sweaty head in some water?
Entering the room Ellie thought was the girl’s bathroom she managed to think it was weird that sammy was there as she mumbled a "Hi Sammyyyyyyyyyy!" to him before she belched heavily feeling how her whole mouth was filled up with an icky substance. Wasting no time she sprinted towards where Professor Stewart stood by the sinks before she literally threw up all her stomach content on top of Professor Stewart's nice scarf…...Ooops!
Was she following him? He watched Eleanor over the top of his bloody hankie. She looked a little green around the gills. There was that belch again though. He tried very hard not chuckle, knowing it would make his nose hurt some more, or for him to get a mouthful of blood. But as she sprinted forward, Sammy had the impression that she was gonna hurl.
”Um….youuuu miiighhttee wannta watch-“ he tried to warn the professor. But it seemed he was too late.
Text Cut: Pips
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Originally Posted by Pips
*POP*
Pips appeared in the laundry room with a rather large basket full of studentsies things to wash. Pips eyes grew even larger as he saw two studentsies and Missus Mistress. There was a mess! Pips needed to help. Yes, Pips does.
"Missus Mistress, studentsies, Pips help? Pips clean up all the sickies?" Argyl would be very upset if Pips did not clean, clean, clean! There was laundry to be done but sickies was big mess, yes it was!
A loud pop startled Sammy. He yelped and jumped, dropping his blood-soaked hanky on the ground. Blood oozed down his chin. He stopped up his nose with this sleeve.
Text Cut: Professor Pretty Hair
Quote:
Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19
"Hello?’’ Kay called, he elbows covered in sudsy water. She looked towards the entrance of the Room to see a student who apparently was having a bloody problem; quite literally. She immediately dropped her scarf into the water. “Goodness! What happened to you? And why are you here, not at the Hospital Wing?’’ She even barely paid attention to the next Gryffindor, such was her concern for the first.
That was until...
…
Until she heard the barfing sounds and spun around to see what the issue was. Her face shaped into a look or horror when she realised that her precious scarf had been vomited upon. “What is the matter with you two?’’ Kay questioned, fearing for the kiddos and secretly repulsed at the water in which the scarf now sat.
Kaysha jumped at the loud POP! It was a familiar pop, one that told her a House Elf had just Apparated. “Yes, please.’’ She was so grateful to the little elf. “Thank you for your help. If you can just take care of the vomit in the water...’’ She pointed then turned back to the first Lion. “Has the bleeding stopped as yet? If not, we ought to get you to the Hospital Wing.”
”I dummmmo vhat hatpin…” he said trying to fit the urge to snuffle. He tilted his head backwards and tried to speak around his sleeve. ”It started about 15 minutes ago.” he sucked in a deep breath. ”The one I had the other nii---niiigghhhh….wubben't stoppp...” the professor had come close enough for him to realize it was the pretty one from the feast. His voice ended in a high squeak and he quickly covered his face more with this sleeve.
He shook his head no when she asked if it had stopped. He was a little concerned about Eleanor, but maybe she was feeling better now that she had gotten it out of her system. He wondered if she too, had gotten lost looking for the hospital wing. They were both pretty new to the school.
Until she heard the barfing sounds and spun around to see what the issue was. Her face shaped into a look or horror when she realised that her precious scarf had been vomited upon. “What is the matter with you two?’’ Kay questioned, fearing for the kiddos and secretly repulsed at the water in which the scarf now sat.
Ellie straightened up to draw a hand over her mouth to wipe away vomit as she looked over at Professor Stewart, still green in the face and her stomach was still rumbling loudly. "I don't know. Bad feast food maybe?" Because the only lesson they we're allowed to snack in was astronomy and she hadn't had that yet today. "I am sorry about your scarf professor------" Then Ellie made a grimace as she turned to the sink to barf up again. She didn't like hurling in public places but at least this wasn't in a lesson.
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Originally Posted by Pips
*POP*Pips appeared in the laundry room with a rather large basket full of studentsies things to wash. Pips eyes grew even larger as he saw two studentsies and Missus Mistress. There was a mess! Pips needed to help. Yes, Pips does. "Missus Mistress, studentsies, Pips help? Pips clean up all the sickies?" Argyl would be very upset if Pips did not clean, clean, clean! There was laundry to be done but sickies was big mess, yes it was!
At the appearance of the elf she managed to raise her head in between the vomiting hurls to ask nicely even if it to her ears sounded strained. "Argyle can you get me some water?" Because all the vomiting made her mouth feel like a sewer.
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Originally Posted by Krel Ansell
”I dummmmo vhat hatpin…” he said trying to fit the urge to snuffle. He tilted his head backwards and tried to speak around his sleeve. ”It started about 15 minutes ago.” he sucked in a deep breath. ”The one I had the other nii---niiigghhhh….wubben't stoppp...” the professor had come close enough for him to realize it was the pretty one from the feast. His voice ended in a high squeak and he quickly covered his face more with this sleeve.
He shook his head no when she asked if it had stopped. He was a little concerned about Eleanor, but maybe she was feeling better now that she had gotten it out of her system. He wondered if she too, had gotten lost looking for the hospital wing. They were both pretty new to the school.
When her stomach finally stopped rumbling Ellie slumped down on the floor under the sink feeling like she had vomited up all that she had eaten for the last week. Eyes turning to look at Sammy that was bleeding through hankie after hankie she felt worried. "Are you okay Sammy?" she called over to him. Turning her eyes to Professor Stewart she made an in pass. "It's been the same for me. I threw up last night and then again some minutes ago. I don't get it. It feels like it's getting worse with every vomit." Oh please don't make her not stop vomiting..
Pips large eyes grew wide at all the things he was being asked to help with! Busy, busy, busy he was!
"Yes, yes! Pips can do all things, for Missus Mistress and studentsies!" Nodding his head super fast, his overly large ears flapping to and fro. *HICCUP HICCUP* Oh, dear there he was hiccuping nervously.
First Pips clean up all the sickie sicks from the water and the sink too! Yes, he did! Clean, clean! "No more sickies here! Pips clean it all up, yes Pips did," he exclaimed once he had finished the task, honking his mushroom shaped nose.
Argyle?! Where was Argyle?! Pips look around for him but he not here? Only Pips be here. Studentsie must be talking to Pips! "Pips get studentsie water!" With a *POP* he was gone only to return seconds later with another *POP*"Pips gots studentsie water," the little elfsie beamed holding out a glass of nice cold water to the young lady. "Pips gots this's for studentsie too!" He proudly held out some tissues to the young boy. *HONKITY HONK HONK* went his nose twice.
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Goodness!
Things seemed to be going from bad to worst. Kaysha stooped to pick up the bloody hanky, careful to hold it by a clean edge. A quick incantation to clean the fabric of the blood and dust was muttered before holding it out to Sammy. It was quite a stroke of luck that Kaysha had a great amount of dealings with injured kiddos and she was no stranger to almost unintelligible speech. It took a few extra seconds but she was able to reason that Sammy had encountered this misfortune about fifteen minutes ago and that this was not the first time. She did, however, misunderstood the squeak. She thought it meant he was terrified of the spectacular amount of blood he was loosing.
Kaysha watched helplessly as Eleanor went from explaining about possible bad food to throwing up once more. She needed to get them to the Hospital Wing now. She turned her blue eyes to Pips. “You’ve done well, Pips. Thank you.’’ What a very capable elf! “If you two Gryffindors will please follow me to the Hospital Wing. We’ll have you taken care of in no time. Pips, I hate to be a bother but can you please see to it that my scarf is taken care of?’’
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Sammy was secretly grateful that Eleanor could still speak, because he suddenly couldn't. It was like his voice box has collapsed upon itself. Maybe it was the bloody nose...
Or maybe it was the bloody house elf who kept popping in and out of the room with loud cracks. Each time, Sammy jumped like a nervous blimpy. He reached out a tentative hand for the tissues, wondering if the elf was going to pop out of the room again as the elf began honking his nose. Sammy found himself wondering if all house elves' noses made that kinda of noise as he pressed the tissues to his nose.
"Umm..bbbe...." he found himself muttering to the professor with big wide blue eyes. He happily replaced the wet paper tissues in his hand with this old (and now clean) hanky. He pressed it back to his nose feeling his cheeks heat.
He still didn't know why his voice wasn't working, but at least, he would finally know how to get to the hospital wing....right? Maybe the healer could help with that too.
Missus Mistress say Pips done well! Pips done what Pips told! Large happy eyes meet the Missus Mistresses and his head nodded fast again. "Pips only do as Pips asked. Pips likeses to helps." Cleaning up messies and helping the studentsies.
"Yes, yes! Pips will takes care of it! Pips have it all cleans in no time!" The little elfsie would get that icky scarf spotless, like new. He would clean the studentsies clothes and the entire laundry room too!
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
It seemed as though young Sammy had lost his voice whereas Eleanor had not. Kay still considered this a good thing as she could at least try to get more information out of the girl. It had dawned on her that these incidents may be a prank played by someone or maybe even multiple persons. Had other incidents happened and they had just not realised they were linked? Kay would definitely be enquiring from the Beryl.
The Muggle Studies professor was never over just how kind and helpful house elves were. She offered Pips a smile and a grateful and relieved word of thanks. “Very much appreciated, Pips. Now, you two. Off to the Hospital Wing with you.’’ Kaysha moved for the door, brushing some strands of her long brown hair out of her face and ushering the kiddos out.
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Laundry. It was one of those chores that he hated, but clearly, one of the necessary skills that he needs mastering if he wanted to live a decent life. Like, literally...decent. Sure the school had house elves to deal with his mess and soiled clothes, but he knew there was no way he could afford to have an elf soon. Not with the university just around the corner. Ugh, university. Did he really have to do it? Like, what's so important about it when he just wanna go full on Pro Quidditch, right?
With his mind and being in the clouds, Charlie trudged into the room with his soiled clothes in his arms and made a beeline for the-- oh...heck no. He did expect muggle washing machines and dryers, and not some old school washing paraphernalia that he has only seen in like...old...ooooold muggle movies.
Without much hesitation, Charlie shook his head and said a low "eeeh, no thanks," to no one in particular. He turned, slipped on a good puddle of soapsud and came crashing on the floor with his soiled clothes raining down on him. With his dirty knickers on his face, Charlie groaned and massaged his hip. "Ahhh hell nooooooooooooooo..."
So much for laundry.
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