Inside the Hospital Wing

[Blake Deimos]

Blake walked in with Lydia and he thanked her again. He looked around with interest, as he hadn't really seen the Hospital Wing before.

Madam Pomfrey came out from behind a curtain and spotted him, "Good evening dear boy, what can I do for you?"
Blake looked down shyly with his hands clasped behind his back, he spoke in a hoarse and soft voice, "M'not feeling very well Madam.."

Madam Pomfrey led him to a secluded bed and had him sit as she ran a few basic diagnostic scans. She frowned to him and left, returning with a few bottles of potions, "Drink these up and lay down, I'm keeping you overnight Mr.-" "Deimos, Madam." "Mr. Deimos. You're running a fever and I will not have you return and possibly let your housemates catch what ever it is you have caught."

Blake didn't ask any further questions and he took the bottles one after another. He curled up on the bed and began drifting off a lot easier, not realizing he had been fed a sleeping draught.
Madam Pomfrey transfigured his clothes to night wear, pulling the curtains around the bed shut to let the boy sleep.

[Lydia Evans]

Lydia smiled. Once she was sure Blake was alright she said goodnight and left.

[Blake Deimos]

Blake had gone between classes to Hospital Wing, eating breakfast and lunch inside the wing. His fever had yet to break but Madam Pomfrey had assured him he was close and suggested he stay here for the night again.
Currently, Blake was curled up in the same bed he had spent the night in, reading his Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook.

[Theodore Nott]

Theo walked Lydia into the room. "Madam Pomfrey," he called. He walked Lydia to a bed and helped her sit. "I'll go find her. I'll be right back." He smiled and walked off quickly.

[Lydia Evans]

She nodded and sat down with a slight sigh. She hated bleeding. It made her shake mainly from nervousness. She continued to put pressure on her thumb sighing. Her cheeks were still a deep red from embarrassment.

[Theodore Nott]

Theo returned quickly, Pomfrey in tow. "She said there was an accident with a banishing charm." He watched as Pomfrey rushed over to attend to Lydia. He stood there observing them both.

[Lydia Evans]

She blushed and held out her hand after unwrapping it. Her thumb was cut rather deeply and was aching a bit. She let Madam Pomfrey work, doing her best not to look at it. "Thank you for bringing me down."

[Theodore Nott]

Theo walked over to the other side of her bed letting the other woman do her work. He crutched down to eye level "You're welcome, but I must admit you saved me from being alone with a rather... romantic Mr. Black and Ms. Wormwood," he admitted.

[Lydia Evans]

Lydia laughed and smiled. "I don't blame you. I'm rather happy they've got each other but I tend to feel a tad awkward when I'm just alone with them quite honestly." She was still shaking a bit and laughed softly as Madam Pomfrey tutted at the damage. Was it really that bad?

[Theodore Nott]

"Especially if you've only just met them. I owe you one," he winked. He looked down at her hand. "It's not so bad, she's almost done," he whispered looking back to her. "I almost lost a finger in Potions first year and she fixed it up." He held up is hand. "See? Still there."

[Lydia Evans]

Lydia smiled. "Yes indeed it is." She laughed. "I know she's good. She can heal a cold and anything else in seconds most times." She smiled before chancing a look. There was a sort of sling around her hand to hold her thumb in place while it finished healing.

[Theodore Nott]

Theo smiled. "Almost as good as new!" He pushed some hair out of her face. "Are you sure you're ok? You looked a bit pale a few minutes ago."

[Blake Deimos]

Blake stirred from his bed and slowly got up, rubbing his eyes and giving his mewling yawn. He stood and shuffled around the curtains, hoping to catch sight of Madam Pomfrey when he saw Lydia and an unknown boy who was obviously from his house, "Miss Lydia! Thank you again for bringing me down, but what are you doing back? Are you alright?"

[Lydia Evans]

Lydia smiled to Theodore and was about to reply before hearing Blake. "Oh it was no trouble. I'm her for myself this time. I flicked my wand a bit harder than I intended while practicing a banishing spell and well, the wall didn't like having things sent at it it seems. It cut my thumb a bit."

She looked back to Theodore. "Yes I'm fine, I'm just...I hate bleeding."

[Theodore Nott]

Theo stood up quickly and took a few steps back. He looked between the two curiously.