Walk-In Clinic #2

[Cora Clearwater]

While the morning had been a rush of common colds, monthly cycles and not-so-subtle attempts to skip classes and spend the day 'ill' in bed, the afternoon had been uncommonly quiet. Cora had passed the time taking stock of her supplies, sorting through potion ingredients and making a list for the Headmaster. It was tedious work, far less edifying than providing counsel to concerned students, but a fully stocked store cupboard of supplies was essential to the well-being of the children and she liked to think she run a tight ship. Headmaster Black had certainly not complained. 

She had just reached the bezoar when the shuffling of feet caught her attention and Cora turned to find a rather small Ravenclaw staring up at her, a first year more than likely. She had seen her fair share of those in the hospital wing since September and most of them struggling with homesickness. "What can I do for you, dear?" she greeted, locking the store cupboard behind her and depositing the key in the pockets of her apron.

@'Cleo Wood'
@'Hannah Echelon'