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Post by Jake Crawley on May 24, 2010 0:07:33 GMT -6
Jake came running into the Hospital Wing and a full run. He skidded to a stop almost running into a table but steadied himself. Looking around quickly for Nyssa he found her and then stopped dead. "Right," he said looking at Nyssa and Gavin asleep in the bed. Jake swallowed hard and stared until Madam Pomfrey came over to ask what was wrong. He told her he was here to see if Nyssa was fine and she left telling him that she hadn't been eating but she would be fine. Jake turned and left on the spot.
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Post by Ron Weasley on May 24, 2010 8:29:39 GMT -6
Ron walked into the hospital wing and greeted a "Good Morning." to Madame Pomfrey who was busy examining the other patients and just simply nodded at him. He went over to Nyssa's bed and it was weird visiting her with Gavin asleep right next to her. He sighed and just shook the uncomfortable he was feeling off. He placed the pack of food next to her bedside table and he sat down on a chair and summoned the Daily Prophet from a second year's table. He reckon he should just borrow it since he was sleeping anyways. He then started reading and flipping through the pages.
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Post by Ron Weasley on May 24, 2010 9:03:42 GMT -6
After Ron had finished reading the paper,he placed it back to the second year's bedside table and in hope that he doesn't mind that Ron reads it before he does. He looked over to Nyssa who was still soundly asleep next to Gavin. He sighed and took out her birthday card which,when open,would play a beautiful melody and give out red sparks. He had help,though from someone to help him with some of the enchantments and spells that he have to do,to make her birthday card. It was the least he could do since he couldn't afford anything fancy. He took out a spare piece of parchment and wrote Nyssa a note,
Dear Nyssa,
Happy birthday and I was here. I hope you get well soon,though. Here's a pack of food with each of everything. PLEASE,PLEASE EAT IT. Don't starve yourself again,will you? I hope you get out of the wing,sooner or later and we'll officially celebrate your birthday,then.
Love,
Ron.
He folded it and addressed it to Nyssa and placed it next to the pack of food together with her birthday card. He hope that Nyssa gets well soon and that he would come up with something to plan a simple birthday after she was out from the wing. He stood up and took his cloak from his bag which were slightly crinkled as he draped it over his shoulder. He then left the hospital wing biding goodbye to Madame Pomfrey.
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Post by Nyssa Pond on May 24, 2010 10:58:12 GMT -6
Nyssa woke up unsure of where she was or what was happening. She noticed Gavin lying next to her and it all came flooding back. She sat up in bed being careful not to disturb Gavin. No sooner had she lifted her head from the pillow than Madam Pomfrey came bustling over to fuss over her. "You need to eat," she said shoving a plate of food in front of Nyssa.
Nyssa just rolled her eyes and started to eat. As soon as Madam Pomfrey had turned her back she put down the food and picked up the card next to her bed. She opened it and smiled at the song it played. Ron must have visited.
Her owl flew in through the window shortly after with a present from home. After she opened it she grabbed a piece of parchment and wrote a quick letter that she sent off with Blodey
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Post by Gavin Dean on May 24, 2010 11:42:27 GMT -6
Gavin woke up and sat up, wondering where he was at. His back felt cramped from the uncomfortable sleep on the twin bed. He looked over to his right and blushing, seeing Nyssa eating. "Good- er, happy birthday, Nyssa," Gavin hugged Nyssa from behind and smelled her hair. It was good smelling. "I need to make your birthday present soon," Gavin said, hoping Nyssa liked strawberries.
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Post by Nyssa Pond on May 24, 2010 11:46:14 GMT -6
"Thank you," Nyssa said leaning her head to the side as Gavin hugged her from behind. "No hurries," she said. "I won't be let out of here for a while."
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Post by Gavin Dean on May 24, 2010 11:47:00 GMT -6
"Well, I'm baking you a birthday cake!" Gavin announced, ruining the surprise, "so you will be filled up for sure! Not many nutrients, but it will fill your stomach."
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Post by Nyssa Pond on May 24, 2010 11:48:01 GMT -6
"Aww that is so sweet," Nyssa said. "Both literally and figuratively. The sugar will do me good I'm sure."
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Post by Gavin Dean on May 24, 2010 12:42:41 GMT -6
Gavin laughed, "yes ,yes. Do you like strawberries?" Gavin asked Nyssa. He didn't want to make the wrong cake for Nyssa, "or ,better, what's your favorite cake flavor and frosting flavor? It's your birthday, have it your way for cake!"
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Post by Nyssa Pond on May 24, 2010 12:48:01 GMT -6
"I love strawberries," Nyssa said finally turning to face him. "I'm sure anything you make will be lovely." (my actual birthday cake had strawberry creme filling so your question amuses me  ) |
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Post by Nyssa Pond on May 24, 2010 13:12:03 GMT -6
Madam Pomfrey came over with another potion and handed it to Nyssa and told her to drink. As soon as Nyssa had finished she felt groggy. She turned to Gavin, "I'm probably going to take a nap. Why do you go do some homework, bake a cake, something? You don't need to stay here with me. He nodded and left probably to go bake Nyssa's cake.
After Gavin had left Nyssa laid back down and closed her eyes, hoping she'd drift off but instead started thinking.
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Post by Blake Deimos on May 24, 2010 13:29:00 GMT -6
Blake entered the hospital wing his his posture confident and face uncaring. He inquired of Madam Pomfrey the location of his friend and bowed his head in gratitude when he received an answer and a vase with water, moving toward the bed with silent footsteps. Nyssa, he found, looked quite asleep. He allowed a small smile to slip onto his lips as he set the vase onto the nightdesk and put his freshly picked bouquet of spring wild flowers within it. Nowhere in his mind or core did he have the gall or audacity to disturb the resting girl so he stayed silent and just rearranged the bouquet to look better, more refined.
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Post by Blake Deimos on May 24, 2010 13:45:15 GMT -6
Blake very gently brushed a few hairs from Nyssa's face and sighed. Poor girl... He wondered vaguely what she could have done to land herself here. Shaking his head and brushing his own loose curls from his face, he bid Madam Pomfrey adieu and left.
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Post by Jake Crawley on May 24, 2010 18:41:17 GMT -6
Against his better judgement Jake walked into the Hospital Wing. It was empty except for a few students sleeping off whatever they had come in for. He walked over to Nyssa and saw that she was asleep. Jake took a seat next to her, thinking while she slept.
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Post by Ron Weasley on May 24, 2010 19:50:46 GMT -6
Ron walked into the Hospital Wing and greeted Madame Pomfrey joyously to her amusement where she rose an eyebrow at him which he comeback with a grin on his face and went over to where Nyssa was sleeping. He saw Jake next to her who was dozing off to and smiled. He sat next to an empty bed next to her and placed the new pack of food just beside the old one. He pull out his wand and summoned the old pack of food and dump it inside the bin. He then took out the Book of Spells that he had been reading earlier and continued to read.
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"You are looking for happiness in all the wrong places; happiness comes from within."
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