Raina was glad that the semester was coming to a close. It had been a very long one in the castle this year. Only the regular collection of bookworms visited the library this time of year.
Hoping to get ahead of the soon-to-come end-of-year rush, Raina decided to go through the stacks and pull out the books that she usually recommended for each OWL and NEWT topic. Unfortunately, one of them was on the top shelf of one of the older sets of shelves. Rather than use her magic to bring the book down, Raina stepped up onto the first shelf of the rickety case and tried to grab the book with her hand. Instead, she fell backward and landed, shoulder-first, hard onto the floor. The librarian's brunette wig even fell off from the force of the impact. Raina sat herself up and winced, grabbing her left shoulder with her right hand. Something did not feel right. She stuffed the rattled wig into her deep jacket pocket and made her way back to the library desk, where she explained the situation and asked an aide to watch the room until she returned. Then, the blonde walked out into the hall, grateful for the lack of lurking students as they were in the middle of a class session at the moment. Raina made her way downstairs to the hospital wing.
Raina walked into the room and asked the first healer-looking person she saw, "I'm sorry, but I think that I've dislocated my shoulder" before being given an odd look by the person she had asked, who apparently was a sixth year Hufflepuff. Raina huffed and reluctantly took a seat and waited for one of the Healers.
Post by ELLIOT FINLEY on Dec 20, 2016 22:50:42 GMT -6
Winter came pouring in with a flurry of brisk wind and a blanket of snow that coated the entire grounds. The pristine glint sat unmarred for days at a time before being ruined again by restless students trekking through the cold in any attempt to escape the castle, if only for a little while. The remnants of snowball fights and snowmen were left in their wake. It really was a nice sight while it lasted, but, along with all the mud and ice they tracked in, every type of flu and cold came with them.
When he left St. Mungo’s a year before, he knew healing would be different. The years of watching terminally ill kids come in and never leave had already started to take their toll on him even after such a short period of time. Nothing could have prepared him for the pandemic he met at Hogwarts. Never had he seen such a high number of cold cases nor heard such whining. Most of them were completely fine a day or two later, but that didn’t stop them from milking it for days later. Spring was still so far away, and he had somehow become more worried with them leaving for holidays soon. Sure, they'd be their parents problem for a little while. But what if they didn't dress warm enough while they were gone? What if they just got worse or tracked some new disease back into the school? There were just too many possibilities.
One of the last patients he'd released off to pack was leaving when he heard the door open once more. Elliot recognized her as the librarian, which he honestly still had a hard time wrapping his mind around after dealing with Madame Pince for seven years. Kids these days really had it easy.
“That’s actually Toby who I’m afraid has quite a bit of training before he’s qualified to help. I'm one of the healers, Elliot. People do say I have boyish good looks, so I can see the mistake,” Elliot said with an easy laugh. “Okay, maybe no jokes right now,” he continued after a pause. He pressed his fingers gently to her shoulder. “What exactly happened? Run in with some of the dangerous books in the restricted section?”
Raina bit her tongue to suppress any reaction to the throbbing pain coming from her shoulder. It hurt far worse than she had anticipated. The librarian did not have to wait long for a healer to arrive after her initial mistake, and she quickly found herself standing once again. Raina had not yet really had a conversation with this Healer. To be honest, she didn't really even know his name. That said, she didn't really need to know his name to ask him to help her out.
He managed to answer Raina's unsaid questions, though. The boy that she had spoken to earlier was apparently a student assistant. Raina was a little surprised to hear that, since she didn't recall ever seeing student assistants working in the Hospital Wing before, but then again, she very rarely ever needed to visit the Hospital Wing as a student or as staff. Apparently this Healer was named Elliot. Raina tilted her head, thinking that the name suited him. His poor attempt at humor confirmed it.
As he pressed onto the blonde's shoulder, Raina winced, visibly tensing up her face. She tried her best to decompress to answer his inquiry about what happened. "I can handle the Restricted Section," she quipped, "what I can not handle is gravity, apparently." Before he could make another joke, Raina continued, "I stepped up onto a bookshelf trying to reach a book, but then fell back and landed on my shoulder." Picturing the incident in her head, Raina couldn't help thinking about how pathetic she must have sounded.