Accidents never happen to me

[Portia Blishwick]

Date: May 10th

Portia was not usually one to need the hospital, and especially not when it was just a hogsmeade weekend, and she was actually furious that it was even possible that she of all people was hit by a backlashing spell. She had no idea exactly which spell it was - and she did not care, she just knew that she needed to be at the hospital, so she could get it undone and she could go back to Hogwarts, have her NEWTs and have her debut at the Coming Out Ball at the end of the month. Merlin knows that she had been prepared for a long time, and she was not going to miss it just because of some useless wizard.

Lying in the bed in the spell damage department, Portia just sighed. This was not how she had expected to spend her last Hogsmeade Weekend.

  

[Caspar Urquart]

Caspar had been busy all day. He was usually stuck inside his office filing paperwork and bossing everyone down, but today had been all hands on deck. He had been alerted that a young woman had entered, and since only nurses were available, and checking how high priority she was (Upper Pureblood), he had informed nurses to take her to a bed and he would be right along.

Caspar was alarmed to see how young she was. Still in school, he was sure, a very serious look to her, and dark features. She was a pretty young girl, but surely she could smile a bit? Caspar reminded himself swiftly that she was injured and that may be why she looked so sullen.

"Good Day, Miss Blishwick," Caspar greeted, eyes running over her to take in the damage. "I am Healer Urquart, and this is my department, can you inform me of the problem?"

  

[Portia Blishwick]

Portia sighed to herself, she was a Blishwick, she was not used to waiting on anyone, but she had to do it now. It did not do well with how she used to feel, but she stayed there quietly and waited. It was no point in complaining. So when the door finally opened and someone came in to look at her, she just looked at him. The chaperone was sitting in a chair in the corner.

"Mr. Urquart, I am honestly not sure what the problem is. I was walking down the high street, when I suddenly saw this flash of red zooming toward me, and before I could get away from it, it hit me." she quickly explained. Portia knew that she was not exactly in a good position right now, but she could be quiet when she had to.

"Mr. Urquart, I really hope that it is not something serious. I have my NEWT test soon." she added with a small hope in her voice, finishing off with a small smile.

  

[Caspar Urquart]

Caspar looked her over, adjusting his spectacles, the ones he wore only for working, and surveying the damage. It seemed there was redness, and swelling and possibility for oozing. He tutted slightly at the very fact someone had even used a spell.

"It appears quite bad..." Caspar lightly poked the swelling with his wand, causing a cooling sensation to drench the area. "Now, I require you to think as hard as you can, if you will, as to what you think the spell was?"

A loud voice boomed out over the ward; "Please can all free nurses immediately come to escort new cases to beds. A huge accident has just come in!"

Suddenly, as all nurses were called to deal with the immediate comfort of new patients, Caspar and Portia were left alone.

  

[Portia Blishwick]

As soon as the cooling came over her arm, she sighed and began to relax a lot more. She had a bad habit of turning even more snappy and annoying when she was in pain. She tried to think about it, but frankly it could be a lot of things. "I am truly not sure. It could be a backlash of somehting simple, or a messed up spell." she said - she had not heard anyone say an incentation, which was why she was unsure of exactly what spell it was.

"The incantation was either never said or said with such a low voice that I could not hear it from a distance." she said, before the voice came and called the nurses. Portia was honestly not entirely sure if they were allowed to be like this, but the door was not locked and she was not here out of her free will. It was simple, she had been injured and he was the healer to help her. No one could understand that and bring her reputation in doubt. Well, they could, but it seemed so unlikely given the circumstance and Portia's apparently perfect record so far.