CONCUSSIVE REALITY

[Guest]

Elladora Black listened to the young girl patiently as she examined her patient, however all of what she saw and heard confirmed her theory that Leopold Trelawney had a concussion. She noticed him about to sink into sleep, or unconciousness and gave his cheek a resounding slap, effectively waking him. She retrieved her wand and levitated the potion she wanted off of one of the shelves and smiled pleasantly at the girl.

"Thank you dear. You did the right thing bringing him here." She shoved the potion unstoppered into Leopolds hands and grabbed his chin.

"Drink it." She said in a stern voice and made sure he did before he slipped back into unconsciousness.

"Your friend here has a concussion." She explained."I've given him a potion to take care of any damage he may have sustained but he's going to need to be under constant supervision for at least twenty-four hours." She shook her head at the boys sleeping form.

"He's such a silly child. Always giving me work... unless you are willing to lend a hand?" Elladora asked. No longer bored. It wasn't a hard job afterall, the girl could simply just sit and do her homework and ensure that the boy was awakened in the next three hours and given memory tests. Elladora herself was anxious to discover why in a game, no not a game, a practice session of all things, could a third year boy become concussed and not brought in by any of the players involved but a passerby from another house.

  

[Rosalind Beaumont]

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Rosie Pendergast, Age 12

Lend a hand? How could Rosie possibly help any more? She was just a little second year ... and he was sleeping now, anyway.



"I ... I'd love to help, but I don't know anything about concussions," Rosie said anxiously. She was certain that she'd mess up somehow if Madam Black did let her assist. But maybe ... maybe she could? "What can I possibly do?"



Only ... "I forgot all about my books! My school things are still down at the pitch." She bit her lip, dismayed. And her robe was torn ... she was such a disorganized mess. Rosie had forgotten everything in trying to help Leo.

  

[Guest]

Elladora smiled brightly at the girl as she cleaned and dressed the back of Leo's head.

"It's not to hard, sit next to him. If anythings changes call out for me. Don't worry, there's a charm in place here that means that if anybody actually calls for a nurse in the sick bay I'll hear it wherever I am. He needs to be woken every three hours or so and asked questions to ensure he hasn't got brain damage but we'll discuss that it three hours." She stared at the girl.

"I'm going to leave, find out how this happened and ensure that there are repercussions for whoever is involved. If you like there's a bathroom, " Elladora pointed to a door close to the entry, "just beyond that door where you can clean yourself up. I'll go pick up your books." Elladora gave the girl a hearty pat on the back.

"It's very simple, and when I get back I can show you a few more tricks." Elladora smiled and exited the hospital ward feeling like she really shouldn't be glad that there was another girl out there interested in healing.