Chapter 5

The Tragedy

I Gabrielle Desiree Potter, am sad. Why? Well, due to a football accedent, I now have a huge red and gold cast on my right leg, and crutches. You're probably wondering Why, she is a witch isn't she, just go to St. Mungo's. Well, let me backtrack a bit.

"Go, Gabby, Go!" Screamed Nik. I ran with the football in hand, but ran into the goalpost. With a nasty crack/splinch, I fell, and my right leg hurt like mad. I cursed under my breath, in tears.

"Pauly, g-g-go get mummy!" I yelled. Mum ran out hearing my yell.

"What happened, baby?" She asked.

"I was r-r-running with the f-f-football, and ran into the g-g-goalpost, and their was a nasty cracky splinchy thing, and I fell," I informed her.

"I'm going to apparate to daddy's office, ok? Nicko, you're in charge"

"HURRY!" It hurt sooo bad! I couldn't wait to get to St. Mungo's and have my leg healed. I could be back and playing football in about an hour! CRACK! Mum and dad apparated back.

"James, get her to St. Mungo's NOW!" Mum screeched. I felt my daddy pick me up, and apparate. There we were, at St. Mungo's.

"Hello, what happened here?" The welcome witch asked.

"She broke her leg." Daddy said.

"Ok, well there's a three hour wait, so have a seat."

"SHE BROKE HER BLOODY DAMN LEG!"

"Well, we have an opening with Healer Smith, in five minutes, ok?"

"Sure," He brought me to a bench, and laid me down. He kept whispering things to me.

"Gabrielle Potter?" A healer asked. Daddy picked me up and brought me into the room. "We will take a quick X-Ray, and then figure out what spell will work," He flicked his wand, and a black paper with white bones showed up. "That's a pretty bad break, in the muggle world, it would mean about a year with a cast, and about 6 months with Physical Therepy." I was happy to be a witch. He started to cast the healing spell to fix it. It didn't work. So, he rapidly started to cast spells. For about two hours he tried, but nothing worked. They brought in the Grand Healer, Healer Branch and she tried everything she could think of which took about another two hours. I didn't even notice mum and my brothers come in, ten minutes after I went into the exam room.

"Excuse me, Gabrielle?" Healer Branch asked.

"Yes, Healer Branch?" I replied, trying not to sound like I was in too much pain.

"I'm afraid, no spell, or potion will be able to fix your leg. This happens once in a while, so we have supplise. You can have any kind of cast, any color, any color combo, glitter, anything you want. What'll it be?"

"Red and Gold, with brooms and snitches!" This would be fun!

"Matching crutches?"

"YEAH!"

"Oh-kay! There you go!" She had cast a spell to put on the cast and summoned the crutches. After giving them to me she said,

"You need about one hour of exercise a day. More, if possible. You'll need to come in every two weeks to get the cast changed, and for a check-up. Take one teaspoon of this potion every two hours, to keep the pain down. Any questions?"

"Nope!"

"Very well, I will go explain to your parents, would you like to get your brothers in here?"

"Sure!" They all flooded in. Bombarding me with questions.

"Yes, you can sign my cast." I threw a marker to them. "No spell could heal my leg. A year with six months of PT. Anything I want. Matching crutches. One hour of exercise, more if possible. One teaspoon of potion every two hours. Every two weeks. Sure. Sure. Why would you want to?" Then mum and dad came in.

"Oh, my baby! What?" She asked, pointing to my cast.

Now, I've been sitting here on the couch for a while, watching TV. Playing on my laptop. Uncle Moony and Uncle Padfoot have been over a lot. My cast is flooded with signatures. I've had a cast for two days.

A/N Healer Branch, well that came from the song I was listening to was by Michelle Branch, Are You Happy Now? I like it a lot. There you go! The tragedy! Duh duh duhhhh! Hope u like!

~Sarah