*Heléne walked into the Hospital wing in a hurry, Simon drifting behind her. "Mike" She called to him "Hold his head. We should check if he's got a pulse. Madam Pomfrey!" Heléne shouted. "Where are you?"
*"Right!" Mike took Simon's head and started to feel for a pressure point in Simon's neck as his cousin lay in mid air, limp. "He's got a pulse, it's faint mind you, but it's there!" Mike exclaimed, a little overjoyed. He lay Simon down onto an empty bed.. "She's not here is she?!" He said, somewhat frantically. He then proceeded to rummage through cupboards and draws, "I know she's got a spell book somewhere in here! .. Where could it be?!"
*"Are you sure you want to do this?" Helene asked unbuttoning Simon's shirt " It's very risky. What if something goes wrong? Mon Dieu, there is like a million buttons" She ripped his shirt " Madam Pomfrey" Helene shouted again, massaging Simon chest were the heart was suppose to be.
*"Coming, coming!" Shouted Madam Pomfrey's old voice. She walked in quickly and pushed Helene aside, taking a look at Simon.
"What's happened to this little one here?" She asked, with visible hurry.
"...fool." Said a Slytherin leaning his back against the wall. "Trying a Spectare like that... typical Ravenclaw. They can't help but show themselves off." He slowly walked towards them, as if sliding on the floor. His calm and indiferent expression didn't inspire any or hostility nor trust. He had black hair and blue eyes that stood out because of the tattoo below his right eye.
"Spectare? Oh my! How long has it been since he's tried it?" Madam Pomfrey didn't wait for an answer, she quickly hurried inside another room to pick the potion.
*"About 15 minutes" Heléne called after Madam Pomfrey. "His heart is failing him" She breathed out heavily.
Heléne looked from Mike to Slytherin boy then at the door Madam Pomfrey just walked through "Is there some way we can help?"
*Mike stood there, like a palid rock. He knew he couldn't really do anything but he wasn't about to leave his own cousin lying in the hospital. He looked around, all he were sick people, syringes, and a whole mess of other hospital type tools. Mike instantly ran over to take a seat, he hated hospitals ever since that happened. He grasped the arms of the chair tightly to keep his hands from shaking, terrified, he tried to speak but nothing came out. Looking around further, at the bed curtains and bandages, Mike began to feel a chill all over his body..
*Heléne noticed Mike has began acting strange. She walked over and lean over to take a closer look at him "Mike, Are you alright?" she asked "You look very pale. Don't worry I'm sure Simon will be fine" Heléne said uncertain "Or is it the spell? Is is harmful for the others as well?" She then turned to the Slytherin boy "Don't just stand there! Can you bring some water. Please" she added.
*"N-No it's not the spell.." Mike said, shaking slightly, "It's just. Well, when I was eight, a friend.. a very close friend of mine died.. eeh.. in the hospital, and well I-" His head drooped down a bit, "I've been terrified of hospitals ever since.." He gripped the arms of the chair harder, looking anywhere but at Heléne. He thought silently for a while, remembering the incident from his youth. He felt his chest tighten a bit, come on Mike, you can take this he thought, the pain slipping away slightly. He looked at his unconcious cousin. heart, failure, heart, failure The words replayed over and over like a broken record in his head. "..no, he can't suffer my fate.." He gripped the chair as tightly as ever, the tips of his fingers whitening, he pushed off the chair and started over to Madam Promfey, his right knee buckling once on his way there. "Madam Promfey, there has to be something I can do!"
*"Just be quiet and everything will be fine." Said the Slytherin, crossing his arms. "He's hearing you. If you'll stop speaking he won't worry much." He paused in silence for a few moments. "If you want to help, shut your mouths and stay put. Madam Pomfrey is the only one who can handle this from now on." He faced them. "You must be McFleece... and you're the famous Collymore. The Seventh First Year." He almost chuckled. " I'd say pleasure, but I'm not sure it would come from your parts. I'm Solem, Seth Solem." He quietly sat down on a chair near him.
*Mike stared at Seth for a moment, then seemingly calming down said "Listen up kid, I'm so sorry that I can't be so calm when my own cousin is lying there, practically dying.. In fact, I hope he can hear me, so I can say this.." He walked closer to the bed and leaned on the side, his back to Simon, with a smirk on his face, "If you try something like that again cousin, I'll get grandma on you so fast, and if that doesen't work" He turned to face Simon and leaned in a little closer, "I'll personally reem you out myself, any way I have to.. even muggle style. Get well soon 'cuz." Mike walked back to his former position, he fiddled with a hangnail for a moment.. "Hm. I wonder.. I wonder why you came here," He looked at Seth, "well at least you've calmed me down, I can thank you for that, Solem."

Though, he wasn't really calm at all. Mike was, with all effort, restraining himself. Emotions were running wild, one minute he feared the hospital wing, next he wanted to help Simon, then he was loathing Seth. For some reason Mike didn't like him. I'm the guy who trie and makes friends with everyone, what the hell is this?! he thought, Maybe it's just the situation.
*Helene winced when Seth mentioned her name.
"Is it me or the Slytherins drawn to misery like dementors." she stated. "But you're right there's nothing we can't do for Simon at the moment."
She walked to the cupboard and checked all the drawers. Helene smiled when she found what she was looking for. "Here" she handed Mike some chocolate, then looked at Seth, excect for the few old cuts and bruises he looked pretty healthy to her. "Do you need some?"
Madam Pomfrey walked back in to the room with the thick green mixture "You, Mister Collymore" She pointed at Mike " hold his head please."
*Seth smirked.
"Well, that's something lovely to tell to a relative." Comented Seth, before Helene's harsh words. "Maybe you are right, but don't think you're so perfect either. Nobody's a complete accumulation of perfection. You've got your bad sides, in case you haven't noticed. No offense." He finished off, as Madam Pomfrey entered the room.
*"None taken." Heléne said simply. She wasn't intend to be rude and although she understood that it wasn't Seth's problem, his don't-give-a-damn attitude towards situation with Simon kind of annoyed her."Well it's not every day you meet a nice Slytherin" Heléne smiled coolly "And I'm still waiting for a life to prove me wrong." She paused for a moment taking a seat "But you're right I'm not perfect and I think I'm not being fair to you."
*"Um right" Mike went over and held Simon's head, he wasn't really paying much attention to the conversation behind but he heard some of it, "I guess I'm not being that fair either.."
*Seth watched as Madam Pomfrey quickly but carefuly gave the potion to Simon, completely igrnoring whatever was going on around her.
"He'll be fine now." Sighed Seth, as if relieved from finishing doing something that had taken a lot from him. He closed his eyes, and slightly dropped his head, smiling.
"I'm guessing you'll be staying here, no matter what Madam Pomfrey tells you." He said. "Even if it'll cost you your little trip to the Forest." He catched them by surprise.
*"What?" Heléne blinked taking aback "Where did you heard a crazy idea like that!" Her eyes narrowed *blimey, just what I need a Slytherin with the information* She mechanicaly took a bite of her chocolate, "I take that back about not beeing fair to you." Heléne said coldly taking another bite.
Madam Profrey looked at the group " MIster Ludlow have to stay for the night to take the potion again, plus one of his ribs is broken, but he's going to be alright." She said to Mike, then turned Heléne "Miss McFleece, you broke his rib" she stated.
"What?" Heléne blinked again *What a day* she thought weakly. "I'm sor...." she began but Madam Pomfrey cut her off "No no my dear, you did wonderfully" Madam Pomfrey said smiling "That heart massage saved his life and the broken rib is sign that you did everything correctly. You'll make a great Mediwitch."
"I considered it as a career choice" Helé ne said looking tired but happy.
"Well that's great" Madam Pomfrey said " I'll put in a word for you. But now if you excuse me I've got other patients."
*Mike whipped around at Seth's words, " E-eeh? Why would anyone go in there anyway.. R-Right? It's off grounds and full of stupid monster and junk anyway.." He said trying to sound as honest as possible. Crap crap crap crap crap crap crap!

"Oh okay Madam Promfrey thanks." He said relieved at both Madam Promfey's good news and at the change of subject. " Awesome job Heléne!" Mike flashed her a thumbs up. He went and sat at the end of Simon's bed, "Well that's a relief.. I wonder if I should go to class or not.." He looked down the bed at Simon for a moment, "Hm, I don't even remember what I have right now, beh, I don't think any Teach's would mind I showed up late anyway."
*Seth crossed his arms, smiling.
"Really, don't you think people have better things to do than cry out to teachers on what everybody else has done wrong? If it were so, we'd all be in trouble." He chuckled.
Seth looked out the window. As he heard Mike's words, he replied:
"Suit yourself. I myself am staying here. Even if not to watch your cousin." He said, not facing neither of them.
*"Why did you bring the topic up then?" Helé ne narrowed her eyes studying Seth for a moment that turned to Mike "I think we have Potions. But if you want some other company then a 6th year Slytherin I can stay."
She rubbed the bridge of her nose then quickly looked at Seth "Forgive my curiosity, but why are you here?"
*Mike smiled, "I'd love company! Especially in face of Potions with that Snape.. So yeah, I guess I'll be staying fo a while." He turned to Seth, " um, yeah I was wondering that too.."
*"well wot do we 'ave 'ere?" Sarafina cooed as she leaned against the door post to the hospital wing.
"looks like tha party has already started, an I wasn't invited...no matter." Sarafina forced an obviously fake laugh that made the room go icy cold.
"look like tha whole bloody drama group iz 'ere, we got tha french poodle. the unintelligent seventh, the heartless slytherin, and" Sarafina looked down where simon was "well, I'm not sure who he iz, but I'm sure he is just as crazed as the lo' of yah, so what 'ave I missed, there seems to be a lot of tension in here. quite soothing I might add" Sarafina smiled, as her eyes twinkled devlishly.
*"Yeah, that's it Radcliff, it's everyone else who has the problem." Mike said sarcastically, raising an eyebrow. "So what brings you here? Are avoiding him, or are you here just to pick up some brunch..." Mike looked around at the inquisitive looks everyone else gave him, "Eeh nevermind, guys." He wondered if maybe he shouldn't have let that stuff slip.
*Mike raised an eyebrow, "Yes Sarafina, it's everyone else who has the problem." he said sarcastically. He walked a little bit closer to her and whispered " So what brings you here? Are you avoiding Leon? Or are you just here to pick a fresh bag for lunch?" Though he wondered if maybe he had crossed some sort of line, but he was distracted when his cousin shifted in his bed, and then went silent again.
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Simon rolled over in his bed. Half unconcious, half asleep. It's.. calm here, in this place. The void between conciousness and unconciousness, my odyssey.. His own, somewhat distorted, voice echoed as if it went on never stopping. All Simon felt was warmth throughout his body, but he could see nothing.
*Sarafinas eyes flickered and turned slightly red. "yew better shut you're moth boy" Sarafina stomped over towards mike and picked him up and slammed him against the wall "an wot tha 'ell are yew talkin about lunch? Where did you get tha' bloody idea, as for him I really don't know what you are tawlkin' abou' cuz there is no him to speak of, an if i hear any different from yew again an if yew <>u>ever repeat wot yew jus' said, I''ll make sure yew pity the day you were born." Sarafina shook her head and her eyes became blue again, setting Mike down gently she gave him a sweet grin "so yew got it righ'? righ', so wot else is goin on here, I'm jus itchin with anticipation as to how yew all got 'ere."
*"A french poodle?" Heléne asked resentful her voice shaking "There is no need for insults" She sat down again. As Heléne took the last bite of her chocolate she saw Sarafina's bickering with Mike. " Stop that!" she said her voice still shaking but more confident "This is a Hospital, for Merlin's sake if you want to start a fight, PLEASE do it elsewhere." Heléne gripped her wand "Mike, I beg you for Simon's sake and Sarafina for the sake of us not beeing thown out of here, please stop it." She looked from Mike to Sarafina than at Seth "of at least keep it down" Heléne sighed *What a day and what's with the secrecy anyway* she thought.
*"Alrigh' alrigh' someone knows had to bring a gal down, i can say that." Sarafina walked away from mike surpassed Seth and walked over to the hospital bed. "so what happened to this boy?" Sarafina questioned, putter her fingers through his hair. "look like somethin unpleasent I migh' add." Sarafina flashed a wicked smile and looked down towards Simon.
*Mike's feet barely left the ground at all when Sarafina grabbed, but to save face for her he pulled his feet up a bit. When she 'put him back down' again he dusted off his robes, smirked and said "You make a good point Heléne, I'd rather not get thrown out of the hospitals wing 'cause one; I really should stay with my cousin, and two; That would just be another he'd try and use against me." He walked over to Simons bed. "... He's my cousin." He said, somewhat coldly to Sarafina. "And he's basically just had a heart attack." Mike didn't really know why, but his emotions were swiflty changing, he could be cold at one moment and pretty chipper the next. ..Maybe it's the hospital.. but I have to stay. "Heey, anybody notice that he's been moving around more now?"

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Simon rolled around again. A myriad of colours flashed passed his as if rotating around him. He found himself deep in a woods. Where am I, it's still warm but it see that it should be cold.. he thought. He heard a crack behind him, he turned around to see three animals, there was an owl hoo-ing at a growling cat, and in the middle a field mouse was looking from side to side. ...Hm? The owl swooped down at the lion and immediately the cat pounced, they flew through air right above the field mouse who looked up, as if terrified. Then, there was black again. What...?
*"Simon preformed Spectare" Heléne said looking at Sarafina *Which I had no knowledge of until today but everyone else seems to know everything about it,* she thought sadly then looked at Simon "You're right Mike, he is moving a lot. I think he's having ..... a dream."
*"hmm, well wot tha hell could a lil chap like that be dreamin about to be movin so much?" Sarafina looked around. " Isn't there anything that we could do to...look into his dreams? We're all are bloody wizards. plus im jus' intersted in what the lil' thing is thinkin abou'"
*Seth remained silent on the corner, observing as Sarafina made her way around the room.
He observed Simon. It was obvious that the boy was having a dream, and Seth was wondering if he should take a peek or not. He closed his eyes.

Violent wind.

After what seemed like a minute, Seth finaly opened his eyes. Not too far away, he found a boy staring at three animals. Suddenly, the boy fell on the floor.

Seth knew he shouldn't intrefer...
*Sarafina could feel someone watching her, she turned around and saw Seth acting in a weird manner. I wonder wot all tha' iz abou' Sarafina got off of the bed where everyone was looking and walked towards Seth. "Wot was tha' Seth? You'r no' lookin tha' good..." She eyeed him carefully. "yew know sumthin don't yew. Sumthin no one else does."
*Seth woke up suddenly from Simon's dream, blinking a few times at Sarafina. "...what if I do?" He returned to his indiferent expression. "...it's not like I'd tell you." He sat down and laid his head on his hands, looking seriously at Simon.
*Mike stared at Seth, "He's my cousin, I have to know what's going on..."
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Simon fell down. He felt strong wind again, when it stopped he opened his eyes again and got up slowly. He was outside Hogwarts, it was nightime and there was a raging storm outside. Lighting struck a tree and it cracked in half. Simon ran up the steps and through the big wooden doors, he expected to see some students walking around like confused sheep, but there was no one around. Just as well.. he thought, and he started to make his way to his common room.
*"I know he is." Replied Seth, becoming rather annoyed. "But you wouldn't understand. Or better, you wouldn't believe." He faced the other way, avoiding seeing the rest of the students in the Hospital Wing.
Heather suddenly entered the Hospital Wing with Lara holding on to her. Heather quickly laid Lara on a bed and called out for Madam Pomfrey.
"Madam Pomfrey! Please help!" she yelled. She looked a moment at the students around her, and her heart speeded up as her eyes catched Seth's. She felt somewhat nervous around him - she wanted to avoid him, as if she were scared of him. He wasn't someone she wanted to be around. As if time froze, she stopped herself for a fraction of a second, immediately continuing her way to get Pomfrey.
*Sarafina snickered. "ah wot tha drama eh? Well, why would we not believe yew anyway? It's not like we're in a muggle school or anything...weird things 'appen here, and sometimes I wish tha I meself could be normal, but 'ey, wot am I goin' to do abou' it? so out with it, and don't yew turn your back at me!" Sarafina glared at Seth, I hate people bein rude like tha' Sarafina thought bitterly, but still stood her ground waiting for a response.
*Helene walked towards Simon's bed to take a closer look at his face. *Looks like his having a nightmare* She tought. Helene stood facing away from the door and didn't noticed as Heather and Lara walked in, followed by Owen.
Owen stood next to Lara's bed looking very pale.
"Heather said it happened before. What is it?" He asked concerned. "Is there anything you need?"
Helene turned at the sound of Heather calling Madam Porfrey. She looked at Heather trying to figure out what happened. Her eyes moved to Lara *Mon Deiu she looks so pale!* She tought then looked at the 3rd person. *Fairchild* Helene growled wishing her eyes could burn people alive.
*"Just tell me, Solem, I can decide for myself whether I believe you or not." He glared at Seth for a moment, not noticing anything until the point where Heather spoke. He turned around and looked on at the newcomers without saying anything, he didn't know these people and didn't want to overstep his bounds.
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*Heather looked at Owen.
"Sometimes she has this... when she's feeling very weak - Where's Madam Pomfrey?! - wait here, I'm going to see if I can find her." She entered a small room at the end of the Hospital Wing. Moments later, she and a very annoyed Madam Pomfrey were coming out quickly.
Madam Pomfrey approached Lara and took a look at her. She watched the girl's pale face. She reached out for a jar with a cristaline lquid on the table next to her, dropping two drops on Lara's forehead. A small smoke came from the drops and they entered Lara's skin. Seconds later, Lara blinked lazily.
"Lara!" Said Heather. "You're okay now, rest." She smiled, relieved.
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Seth crossed his arms.
"Getting angry, now are you?" He didn't face Sarafina. "If you want me looking at you, then be my guest." He looked at where Lara was, arms crossed. He looked back at Mike.
"...I was in his dream. That's all you need to know." His face couldn't hide there was more beyond that.
*Owen stepped back and let Madam Pomfrey do her job. He watched as the drops sink in and sat next to Lara's bed.
"You must sleep" He said looking at her " I'll stay with you."

Heléne noticed that Owen hasn't saw her yet and motioned Mike to be quiet. She started to move slowly behind him.
*I guess it's possible... My mother could do it, ..apparently. Mike thought. "Alright Solem, I believe you, and I guess I probly don't really want to know anyway." He said, still looking at the others. He then heeded what Helé ne had told him and decided to continue standing there, watching the group.
*"...good." Replied Seth. He closed his eyes again, trying to focus. He felt stupid doing that, with everybody staring at him. He opened his eyes.

He was in a room, a class room. He was facing the students looking at him, he was supposed to do something... He looked at the teacher, a man dressed with a black shirt, with spiky hair and cat-like-eyes...
Then Seth suddenly said Spectare. If he had felt proud of himself, that moment was cut too short. Suddenly he felt too weak and fell.

Seth woke up.
*"well wot the bloddy 'ell are you tryin to do now. I shoulda changed your name to the psychodic slytherin." Sarafina srunched up her nose and looked around her. while letting out a deep sigh she walked over towards Seth "Yew know that I can help yew...I have certain abilities tha...oh fuck it." Sarafina grunted "wot tha 'ell am I doin helpin you drama queens anyway?" Sarafina walked out quickly rubbing her temples wot is wrong with me...I never help people, I'm never social, why am I suddenly acting like this...what is wrong with me, first leonardo, then helping a group of people? wot is gonnah happen next? Am I goin to acutally be nice to these people? I can't...I just can't because if someone finds out wot I am and...people are around me when I turn 17...I jus...I don't know wot I'd do... troubled, Sarafina decided to go to the forbidden forest in order to be alone.
*Moving behind Mike was a mistake. The motion caught Owen's eye "McFleece" he growled taking a step towards Heléne so he wouldn't disturb Lara. "What are you doing here?" He lowered his voice still moving.
"Baking pancakes, Fairchild" Heléne said tartly "What do you think I'm doing, I trying to help." She spoke quietly but her voice was filled with anger.
"Why don't you try helping somewhere else." Owen said impatiently.
"Why don't you just go away" Heléne said clenching her fists.
Owen gripped his teeth.
Unnoticed to them, both moved to the corner of the room and stood there quietly fighting with each other.
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*Mike watched Heléne and Owen fighting. .. the hell? he thought. He walked over to the corner they were in, looked at Owen, looked at Heléne, and then back to Owen. "Dude, what's your problem?" He said looking oddly confused by Owen's lack of respect.
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Simon walked through the hall way, groping his right temple, he had a massive headache. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a big flash, it was quite the storm outside. Simon heard voices up ahead, he recognized them. Not wanting to talk to anyone he ducked into a smaller hallway until they passed by. He waited as to voice drew nearer, finally two figures of what looked like 5th year girls walked by looking back and laughing about something. Simon ran out of the alley and watched the desaturated, almost ghost-like, figures walk away. W-What? he thought. He turned around to see a third figure running straight towards him. Simon shielded his face but he felt only cold pass through his body. He whipped around to see the figure of his cousin's friend Brinks still running after the girls as if nothing happened. Just what is going on here?
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*Heléne and Owen stopped arguing and looked at Mike "Pardon" they said in unison with the different meaning.

"Pardon?!" Owen asked unceratin "The problem is only concerns me and her." he nodded toward Heléne "But I'm sorry that you have to witness this." He said looking at Mike for a moment then walked towards Lara.
He sat down at the corner of her bed " How do you feel?" he asked worried. "I'm so sorry that I acted that way" Owen apologized sencerely to her "but that girl is trouble. A big trouble."

"Pardon" Heléne apologized her cheeks slightly red from anger. She watched Owen go then turned to Mike "I'm sorry too, for losing my temper. This guy is my best friend's cousin. We can't stand each other since the first time we met. Shannon says he's a nice guy and I believe her, but Owen's been nothing but a jerk to me. An irritating, pig-headed, stuck-up jerk."
*"It's... okay..." Lara said to Owen.

"Do whatever you like." Said Seth. After a few moments, he faced her. "Or... what does NOT trouble your thoughts." He almost smiled mischievously, watching her leave.

BUMP!
"Ouch!" Said Leon, trying to stop himself from falling back. He looked at the girl who had bumped into him. "Are you hurt, miss... Sarafina?" He said, scratching the back of his head. Leon could feel his face turn warmer.
"Leon! You came to see Lara?" Asked Heather from the other side of the room.
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*"It's alright" Mike said, "Hmm, I wonder why he's being a jerk then.. if what your friend says is true that is.."
*"I don't know." Heléne shruged looking at Mike "Maybe he'll tell me one day." She exhaled deeply and glanced at Simon "I wonder what he's dreaming about?"
As Heléne noticed Shannon walk in to the Hospital wing her face lit up.

Shannon walked from behind Leon smiling. "Hey" she greeted everybody but her smiled faded at the gloomy atmosphere. Everybody in the room seemed tense. She noticed Heléne standing in the corner looking slightly irritated. Shannon met her eyes and raised a delicate eyebrow. Heléne smiled ruefully in response. Shannon was about to walk over when something stoped her. She tossed her hair and sniffed lightily. Among the herbs aroma there were two scents she knew well *A lycanthrope and a.....* Shannon looked around the room *I can't believe there is another lycanthrope at Hogwarts* she thought.
*"Yeah I sorta wish Solem would tell us but it's probly not worth an arguement- Oh is that the friend were talking about then?" Mike said when he saw Heléne brighten up and realized Shannon had walked in. "Well, she seems alot nicer than her brother that is to say..." But his words drifted off as he noticed a bunch of Ravenclaw girls run by laughing hysterically, Wow, he really gets around doesen't he? he thought and his suspicions were confirmed when a familiar, panting face came into view through the doorway.

Brinks chased the girls up many floors until finally they got the better of him and got away. He turned his head and looked through the door of Hospital Wing and saw Mike waving for him to come in.

"A hoy hoy!" Brinks exclaimed walking across the room to Mike.
" 'Ey Jas!" Mike replied giving Brinks the secret handshake.
"Oiy! I thought I told you not to call me that!" Brinks said barring teeth, but his eyes shifted the person next to his friend. Hair. Eyes. Legs.. Boobies! A Girl! he thought, quickly changing his expression and running his hand through his hair at an attempt to look devonaire. "And who is this?" he said, but Mike had already placed himself between Brinks and Heléne.
"Forget it man, not her. You hear me?"
"Eh? What did you think I was going to do?"Brinks said, straightening up while knowing perfectly well what he and Mike both knew he going to do. "Right. I just wanted an introduction."
"I'm sure. Well anyway, Heléne this is my friend Jas-" He looked at Brinks' face, " -well I call him Jas,ahem, that is to say my friend Brinks. And you Jas, meet my friend Heléne."
" 'Ello Miss Heléne, how do you do?" Brinks said, bowing over-politely.
*Seth rolled his eyes. A complete dumb-boy was the last thing he needed. He looked over at Leon, who was now next to Lara, talking to Heather.

Seth asked himself if it was worth continuing in this, now, overcrowded room. Now the only thing he needed was somebody to come bug him, he thought sarcasticaly.
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Heather looked up at Leon.
"She's going to be okay." She said.
Leon nodded.
"But how did this happen? I mean- Simon here performed Spectare, but Lara... she just suddenly... got weak?" He asked.
Heather shruged.
"Lara isn't the strongest of people, you know that... I'm almost sure there was something that caused her to get like that. Do you think somebody talked to her about her parents?" She asked, worried.
*"Yes, it's her" Heléne said nodding "She looks distracted"
The laughing girls got her attention as she noticed Brinks walk in. Heléne watched Mike greeting his friend and chuckled as he placed himself between Mike and her. "Ça va bien, mersi" she responded with the mock curtsey then giggle "Just Heléne, please. Nice to meet you Brinks." Heléne exchanced glances with Mike "I hope you don't mind me asking, what does Jas stands for?"
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"Her parents?" Owen asked Heather "What about her pare.." He stopped realizing that if Lara ever wanted to tell him about her parents, she would do it herself, privately.
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Shannon was still standing in the middle of the room, looking around. It was hard to figure out where the scent was coming from due to different aroma that was filling the room. And starting sniffing people wasn't Shannon's intention. She realized she was beeing rude for not greeting Heléne, but the smell was unmistakable. *Definitelly a lycon and a strigoi* She thought.
*"Eheh, well I'm not really supposed to tell," Mike whispered, "rather I promised not to.. buuut it's eating me up inside! Okay just swear nobody know this okay, 'cause if it gets our Brinks will kill me. Brinks is only his last name, see? His actualy first name is Jaspur but he hates it so much that he doesen't let anybody know it, I only found out by accident."

Brinks was distractedalready however, " There's quite a few cute girls here.. But I guess this isn't the place or the time." Brinks mumbled, searching for his perfect moment
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*Leon looked over at Owen as he asked them about Lara's parents.
"Well, it's very hard for her to tell. And she doesn't like people knowing. But I'm sure she trusts you." He smiled kindly. "She'll be sure to tell you if you ask the right way."
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Seth felt some animalistic presence, and he looked over at Shannon. At first, his mind would've tell him she was a werewolf, since they had common smells... but there was something telling him she wasn't.
*Owen looked at Leon "Thank you" he said " So how do you know Lara? I heard you just transfered, or am I wrong?"
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Shannon realised that werewolf and strigoi will notice her scent as well. Luckly for her, she, Brinks and Leon walked in to the room about the same time. Shannon took a few steps towards Heléne when she felt someone watching her. She looked around the room meeting Seth's eyes. Her eyes narrowed studing him for a moment as if she was about to paint his portrait, then flashed a smiled. *I hope he'll think I'm a veela* she thought putting her hair behind her ear.
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Heléne looked at Mike "Of course I won't tell anyone. Jaspur!!!???" She whispered giggling "That's so cute." She was trying hard not to laugh. "But I guess I'll better go!! Snape will be furious. If you want I can tell him about your cousin? I'll come and visit after the class."
*Seth smiled.
"Aah, she thinks she can fool me..." He thought to himself. As she turned her eyes away from Seth's, he chuckled and continued to observe Simon.
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Leon's eyes looked puzzled.
"Who, me?" Leon laughed. "No! Not at all. You must be confusing me for someone else." He smiled kindly.
*"I'm sorry" Owen appologized "I guess I am." He noticed Shannon walking towards Helé ne.
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"Leaving already?!" Shannon smiled at her friend
"Yes" Heléne said "I have to run."
"Not before you'll introduce me to your friends."
"Of course. Mike, Brinks, this is Shannon. Shannon, the guys"
"Nice to meet you" Shannon shaked Brinks hand then looked at Mike "I've seen you before. Outside Snape's class, you were waiting for him to give you Occlumency lesson, right? I was with my cousin."
*"Oi well nice to meet you too" Brinks said, and a grin appeared on his face, " Everybody calls me Brinks but you can whatever you wa-" He was interrupted by Mike pushing him back a little by pushing his across Brinks' chest. Mike gave Brinks a stern look that Brinks knew all too well, and he proceeded to pout.
"Hey Shannon, yeah I remember that day.." Mike's eyes shifted to glance at Leon then back to Shannon, "He was very angry that day, more so than usual. Which made for a bad lesson. Hum, I don't know what it was that made me want to take that anyway, it really sucks.. and it sort of hurts." Mike finished, scratching the back of his head.
"Yeah yeah enough about that." Brinks said. "Let's change the subject shall we?"
"Dude, what are you on?" Mike replied.
"Ugh, Mike, you're always going on about your classes."
" 'The hell? She asked me!"
"Not really.."
"Pscht! You're just mad 'cause I keep stifling your, erm, joie-de-vivre."
"Whatever, git. So Shannon, what brings you up here?" Sighed Brinks, quite unamused at the fact that Mike had totally nailed him on that last one.
*Leon smiled.
"I'm leaving." Thought Seth, observing the crowd of people. "...I think he's got enough on his mind. He's dumb, but I'm sure he can solve things on his own from now on." He stood up, quietly, without speaking one single word aloud. He calmly walked towards the exit.
Heather observed Seth leave, with that feeling of fear. She tried to wash that feeling off her thoughts, concentrating herself on Lara.
Lara grunted, trying to sit up.
"Stay down!" Said Heather, helping her. " Don't do any efforts, you're still weak."
"Oh, come... on... I'm fine..." Replied Lara, impacient to leave the Hospital Wing. "I don't like being in here..." She sighed.
"You need rest, or you'll get worse. And if you get worse you'll only spend more time here." Heather explained, a little annoyed at her stubborn friend.
Heather's eyes moved to where Shannon, Mike and Brinks were talking. She wondered who they were, and thinking to herself, she also wondered who the boy on the bed was.
*Shannon and Heléne looked at eachother. Heléne giggled, Shannon grinned.
"Bye guys I have to run. Talk to you later. " Heléne chuckled waving goodbye and walked out of the Hospital.
"Indeed I asked about the lessons. I always thought that Occulumency is fascinating but with Snape it's no walk in the park." Shannon shruged. "I came here looking for Heléne" She said looking at Brinks "But if you ask me if I come here often, I swear, I'm gonna kick you." Shannon flashed the nicest smile she could master. She noticed Seth leave. *It's him* she thought as the smell weakened. Her first thought was to follow but deciding against it Shannon looked at Mike "How long have you know Heléne?"

Owen beamed as he noticed Heléne leave. He looked at Lara "I agree with Heather. You need your rest."
He noticed Heather looking at the trio talk. "That's my cousin, Shannon Nox" Owen said as if reading her mind "I don't know who the other two are."
*Brinks looked at Shannon somewhat quixotically. I was just about to ask to that.. Beh, Mike would've stopped me anyway... Jerk. he thought, and he punched Mike in the arm.
"Ow! What the hell is that for?" Mike said.
"You suck." replied Brinks.
"Yeah whatever." Mike rubbed his arm, turning to Shannon, "Don't worry, he always does that, it doesen't hurt.. 'Cause he's WEAK!"
"What?!"
"ANY-way if he really wanted to hurt he would've gone for my face. So yeah, I've known Heléne for like, a few months or so I guess. Well sometime around when school started, I'm not that great with dates."
*"Heléne mentioned you many times. I just wanted to make sure I'm not mistaken anything. I'm not good with dates eather. " Shannon smiled. She felt rather distracted, not knowing what to do with information about lycon and strigoi. *Werewolf no doubt* she thought.
"Oh yeah I've heard Umbridge got sacked and we've got a new teacher." She decided to change the topic. "I am SO celebrating tonight."
*"Oh yeah it's freaking beautiful! The new guy pretty swag too, he actually let's us do stuff and all..." Mike said, slowly turning his head to look at Simon, who rolled over onto his back. " .. Of course that's not good for everbody..."
"I wish I had been in the class, I'd a splashed her slime or something! Yeah I'd a slimed her good!" said Brinks, pepping up. "And then I wouldda-"
"Dude, you so wouldn't have done anything like that" Mike interrupted.
"Yah I would've!"
"Sure sure."
"I'll slime you if you don't shut up!"
"Heh yeah I'll ninja you!"
The two of them did a "best friends handshake" and laughed. "Heh right, it's our own inside joke type-thing." Mike said in reply to Shannon confused face. Silently Simon started waking up, he didn't move, didn't open his eyes, hardly breathed. He lay a while silently, listening to the chatter, his chest beating quickly with a choking pain.
*"Right." Shannon chuckled. She turned to look at Mike's cousin and frowned "I think there is something wrong with the guy." Shannon said pointing at Simon. She leaned to take a closer look, "I don't think it's normal."
*Mike looked over at Simon. "Hm? Looks like his heart is beating faster, it hurts like hell. Yeah he's waking up finally." He walked over to Simon's bed. " This could just be because of the spell, but I'm not quite sure.. The spell is supposed to have this affect on young wizards and stuff, but it could run in the family. 'Cause our grandfather has this condition, where your heart stops and you faint for periods of time, when there's like, a big emotion that you don't want to feel sort of thing. And well, I have it too, so Simon here might.."
"But the guy is ususally a frost king though." said Brinks.
"Yeah that's true, he's pretty cold and emotionless usually. So maybe not." Mike replied.
"What did the kid do anyway?"
"He showed off and tried a Spectare spell in Defense, that spell screwes you up."
*"So that's your cousin" Shannon said looking at Simon "That wasn't very smart thing you did." She told him quietly then turned at Mike "Don't worry, I'm sure by tonight he'll be as good as new. Oh I'd love to stay and chat some more but I have to get going. I think madam Pomfrey is starting to look at us funny." she grinned "It was nice meeting you. Later, guys" She waved goodbye and walked out of the room.
*The guys waved goodbye and Mike wathed Shannon leave for a moment, smiling. There was one thing from the whole conversation that had stayed buzzing in his head. "Heléne mentioned you many times."
"What are you happy about?" Brinks said, staring at Mike.
"Erm nothing... Okay Simon, that's enough. Get up, I know you're not out of it anymore." Mike said, looking at his cousin. Simon sat up slowly. Eyes narrowed he looked around seeing faces he had not seen before. He didn't like that, he tried to get up but before he could Mike stopped him.
"I don't think so 'cuz. You're going anywhere."
"Yeah you did a stupid thing there kid." added Brinks.
"The teapot calling the kettle black, I see." replied Simon.
"What are you gabbing about now, kid?" said Brinks.
"Wasn't it obvious, you calling me unintellegent is like a teapot calling a kettle black!"
"Yeah dude, he totally pegged you." said Mike.
"The both of you slag off! My teapot at home has a flower print and my kettle is white, don't use outdated insults on me!"

Mike laugh, and Simon snickered a little but it quickly turned into a loud coughing fit.

"Yeah, that's what happens for like two days after the condition hits you."
*Owen watched Shannon go then turned to where Mike was standing studing him for awhile. His eyes shifted to Simon as he recognized fellow Ravenclaw.
*Mike felt a little tickle on his neck that someone was watching him, he turned to see Owen just turning to look at Simon. Eyeing Owen for while he said nothing.
"What are you looking at?" Brinks asked looking at Mike's face. Mike nodded in Owen's direction. "Who's this guy?" Brinks said.
Simon turned and looked at Owen, "Him? Owen Fairchild, seventh year like the both of you. Is there a problem Owen?"
Mike stared at Owen a little more harshly. I don't understand it. How can Shannon be so nice and this guy such a jerk, they're family-He thought, but then he looked down at Simon-then again...
*"Problem?" Owen asked realizing that Simon was talking to him "Not that I know off." He shruged than looked at Mike "I'm sorry I haven't introdused myself. I'm Owen Fairchild." He stretched his arm for a hand shake " Forgive me, we're started on the wrong foot but that McFleece girl" Owen winced " vexes me."
*Mike looked at Owen for second, not pleased. "Right well I guess I can't really hold anything against you, but she is my friend." He shook Owen's hand. " I'm Mike Collymore. This is my friend Brinks,"
"Oiy!" Brinks nodded.
"and I guess you already know my cousin." Mike motioned to Simon, who began to sit on the side of his bed, scratching his eyes.
*"Your friend? Then you're got the worst judge of character." Owen said looking oddly at Mike "How can you be friends with her, she's just sooooo ....Heléne" He said the word as if it was an insult.
"I thought I spotted you" A voice came behind "You said you wanted to meet me." Shannon said walking next to her cousin.
"Hey for the second time, fellows." She waved to Mike and Brinks.
"So, what is my favorite cousin wants to talk to me about?" Shannon giving Owen a hug.
"I'm your only cousin, Shannon" Owen said smiling.
"It doesn't mean you're not my favorite." She grinned still holding him, then leaned closer to his ear "Owen, my dear," Shannon whispered "You know Heléne is my friend. My BEST friend. And although I know you're a nice guy, you keep putting her down, and as you know I don't like when my friends are beenig put down. It makes me do things people dread about." Owen's eyes widened for a split second. "So please, be the good guy that I know and stop being a jerk. " She let go of him her smile fading.
Owen looked in to her eyes "You know I love you, but you can't make me like her"
Shannon sighed "I'm just asking you to be a little nicer to Heléne, that's it. And I know you'll try."
Owen shruged.
*"Looks to me like my judge of character is dead on." Mike said staring at Owen, then turning to Shannon, "Hello again." Simon watched Shannon and Owen's conversation, thinking of how trivial it all was.
"Humans have different feelings about people, it is inevitable. Letting these differences get in the way is foolish." Simon said rather arrogantly, everybody turning to look at him like he had just spit something completely random out. Mike looked at him, frowning.
Bullshit, there's no way he actually believes that.. does he? Mike thought. Simon and Mike exchanged a small stare, they both knew what was going on. Simon eventually just sneered and looked away from everyone else, coughing some more, and Mike inturn looked away from the group, grimly staring at the floor.
"...he's right though, y'know." Brinks started after a pause. "Emotions n' stuff will always get in the way."
*"Humans" Shannon smiled at Simon somewhat bitterly. "We're all humans. And feelings are never different." she said closing her eyes slightly. "People are different and that's what make their feelings unique, but they are still people." She stood looking at the floor for a moment then looked at Owen smiling "You said you wanted to talk to me!"
"Yes, yes I did. Shall we go?"
"Um hum" Shannon nodded.
"Umm I have to say good bye to someone first." Owen blushed slightly.
"Ahh The girl with the fiery hair." She whispered. Owen blushed, then coughed.
"Well it was nice meeting you all" Owen said to the group coldly and walked to where Lara was.
"Please forgive him." Shannon smiled at Mike. "You have to know our grandmother to understand Owen. She can be a bit dominant." She chuckled at the word *a bit* "But he's not bad, he's just got the wrong issues. Of course you don't have to like Owen," Shannon said warmly " Although you," she turned to Simon "I'm sure can find his company quite interesting."
"And you, my dear" Shannon winked at Brinks "are absolutely right, emotions n' stuff will always get in the way," She flashed a smile showing her small fangs "but you can't live without them."
*Simon raised his eyebrow to Shannon, studied her, and said, "Whatever." turning away from everyone else to watch Owen. Brinks blushed a bit,
"Um, right." he said, and Mike nudged him with his elbow, smirking, he looked at Simon then back to Shannon.
"I guess I can forgive him, I understand how cousins can be."
*Owen walked to Lara and smiled kindly "I have to go." He said standing next to her bed. "But you should stay for a while and please don't fight Heather about it. You need your rest." He took her hand "Plus this weekend is Hogsmeade weekend, save your strength." Owen said softly and let go of her hand "I'll talk you later."
He stepped to Heather and whispered " I've something else happen, please find me. I want to help."
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"Wonderful" Shannon said to Mike smiling, " you still don't have to like him though. I have to run, take care boys. Oh yeah I'll tell Heléne that Simon's ok." She waved goodbye and walked towards the door.
*"Heh right." Mike replied. After Shannon left he turned to his cousin and to his friend. "Well what are we gonna do, I've got an exuse to get away from Snape, Brinks seems content on skipping, and Simon was imobalized for a while, but I think he can manage now right?"
"Indeed." Simon replied, coughing slightly.
"Pfft. There's nothing to do at this school, unless you guy want to go looking for girls?"
"No." replied both Mike and Simon.
"You think he knows of anything?" Brinks said, nodding towards Owen.
"Uh, no Jas, I don't think he-" Mike said, interupted.
"Oiy! Owen! You know of anything three guys can do around the school this time of day on a limited budget and on McGonnagall's short leash?!" Brinks called over.
*Owen was about to leave when he heard Brinks calling him. He turned with a faraway look in his eyes. "I think Quidditch field is free for 2 hours or so," Owen's eyes narrowed when he look at Brinks face "But I'd stay out of troble if I were you."
*Mike smirked, "Quidditch, eh?"
"Um yeah, no." replied Brinks.
"Come on!"
"Pfft!"
"Come on!"
"Ugh, okay.."
"What about you Simon?" Mike asked.
"Well.. I ought not play in my condition. Weren't you going to wait for your little friend anyway?" Simone replied, and Mike simply blushed.
*"U-umm no!" Mike replied to Simon's comment, blushing a bit.
"Mates, I'm starving." Said Brinks randomly.
"Yeah that's 'cause you skipped breakfast again." said Mike.
"Does heart failure often make you this hungry?" interjected Simon.
"Yeah it does, let's go grab a bite. Here's gimme this.." Mike replied, snatching a piece of paper from Brinks and, pulling a muggle pencil out of his pocket, he scribbled a little note to Heléne;

Simon's okay now, but these guys are hungry so we're going to the Dining Hall and then maybe some quidditch afterwards.

Mike looked up, ".. well in case she comes looking for us like she said.."
"Yeah, whatever, let's go." said Brinks as Simon go up, and they left the hospital wing.