Creepy Crawlies

[Blythe Fairchild]

The shriek tore out of her before she had a moment to consider it, the speck having just fallen from hair to bangs having begun to move as she looked upon herself in the girls’ shared mirror. Blythe knew all too well what this surely must mean, and she did not care from it.

Frantically and with shaky fingers, the Slytherin began to fumble at the tie of her braid as if freeing her locks would allow her to shake the little devils out of them and rid her of their unnerving presence. All the while, Blythe continued whimpering, the generally stoic girl now in plain distress.

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@'October Lynch' @'Morgana Gaunt' @'Sweetie Whitledge'

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[October Lynch]

October had been feeding her pet whe. Her room mate sutprised her witha shriek making October lose grip of the food container and spilling its contents on the floor. She ' ll deal with the mess later. Blytge was usually so quiet that seei g the girl in distress was so new and alarming. "What's wrong Blythe/ Miss Fairchild?" She asked while headinf to their shared vanity to see what the fuss was.

  

[Sweetie Whitledge]

Sweetie was sitting by Miss Fairchild when the shriek had come from the other girl's mouth. She looked over at her in annoyance, then shifted her gaze to where the girl was looking. Her eyes widened and she shrieked herself. For a moment she tried to process this, then it hit her. She shakily reached up to her own head, and shook her fingers through her hair. That is, until one of the same creatures fell out. She bolted up and backed away. She could not hold in the small scream that exited her mouth before she covered her mouth quickly.
She looked to the girl who had asked what was wrong. "Get the Matron! I think we have lice!" She said, panic in her voice. It was very uncommon sight when Sweetie let herself show real panic to those outside of her small circle of friends.

  

[Morgana Gaunt]

Morgana looked over at Miss Fairchild in some alarm when she made such an uncharacteristic shriek. Her concern for the girl was slightly brunted aside when she heard what the issue probably was. Lice? It was a common enough problem in the slums that she tended to forget that it wasn't actually a generally normal thing to be blaise about. They would need to wipe down their beds and heads with kerosene.

Weirdly enough, considering that she figured she would be the first infected if there was an infestation, Morgana did not feel any effects. Her hair was not at all itchy though it would only be a matter of time now, she figured.

Moving towards the vanity, she was able ascertain that, yes, Miss Fairchild had lice. It was probably to late to prevent anything but Morgana tucked her long, black hair under her ragged hat. "Calm down, girls. I'm sure Matron Sykes will set the room to rights," she tried assuring the panicking girls.

Oh, no, was that an itch she could feel at the base of her scalp?

  

[Blythe Fairchild]

Lice. The word sounded so innocent, but sent a chill down the fourth year’s spine. It was only when Miss Gaunt spoke that Blythe’s attention was brought back to the room around her, and she shot her dormitory mate a cursory glance. Had the poorer girl brought the scourge amongst them?

Ashamed of such uncharitable thoughts, Blythe promptly averted her eyes.

“This is awful!” the Slytherin exclaimed, aghast.

  

[October Lynch]

Her eyes widened. ow could it be possible? They have been roommates for almost four years and they did not have any lice before. But up close she couldn’t deny that the two had head lice, especially Blythe who had darker hair thus made them more visible.

Like what Sweetie had said, she had walked out of the room quickly to fetch the matron.

Morgana and Sweetie were the most likely to be the one who had infected them. Blythe, while the first to react, had always been hygienic like her. Morgana lived in the place where those things thrived and Sweetie was a spoiled weirdo who dyed her hair blonde, she could have easily been infected while dyeing her hair. October didn’t want to accuse any of her roommates but the lice must have come from somewhere. Ugh, thinking about their situation makes her head itch.

Once Tobby had arrived in front of the matron’s office, with a deep breath she knocked on the door and opened it and entered when Miss Sykes had allowed her to. “Madam, could you please accompany me to the fourth year dorm? It is a bit of an emergency.” That sounded like someone was in serious danger so she quickly added, “No one is injured but the girls are panicking because of head lice.”

@'Constance Sykes'

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