Chapter 9: Fever, flora & sleepovers / Mujo Kina 1


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Wisteria's POV:

When I woke up this morning I felt odd, and hot, I thought it was just stress and exhaustion from all that was happening at the moment, finding Snape in my home, the memories it stirred up and the argument, and the shock of the mess he left my kitchen in.

When I went downstairs, after tripping over a pile of letters below a window (I dubbed the owl flap), I looked into the kitchen with trepidation. It was spotless, my dear house elves must have worked all night, I must pick up a treat for them on my way home, Mist and Shell are truly good to me, along with the others.

After struggling with my breakfast I met with Osano at the bus stop, who for some reason told me that I was looking paler than usual. As I settled down in my seat, I began to think about what I could get for the elves, I knew that Shell liked to sew, so perhaps I should get her some fabric and thread, and Mist liked to collect buttons and thimbles, I know Poppy ( the gardener house elf) was interested in various different stones and Bobbin liked stuffed animals, Folly likes shells...

"Wake up! Dummy we're going to be late!" I woke up to hear Osano and feeling him shake me, as soon as I opened my eyes a searing pain shot through my temple, and I staggered to my feet only for Osano to grab hold of me.

"You're very hot, are you alright? It's not like you to be this clumsy" he asked as he helped me off of the bus, taking my bag and gym kit as he held me up on our way in.

A couple of hours later I was struggling to stay awake during my literature lesson and was approached by the teacher, Miss Shinonome approached me.

"Miss Potter, why did you come to school today if you have a fever?" She asked, her concern ringing out in her voice.

"I didn't know what else to do, I'm to busy to get sick" was all I could say before I put my hand to my head to try to soothe the ramping headache that had returned.

"Go to the sick bay I'm sure the school's nurse will be able to help, if not I'll let you go home early" she said as I got up and left the classroom.

I staggered through the corridors, my legs like cooked noodles, my eyes like bags of bleach and my tongue was like a bristly sponge, but the worst thing was that my stomach was churning like batter in a mixer, I felt absolutely morbid, everything in corridor was wobbling, as if I was at sea in a storm.

Once I reached the sick bay, I greeted with pandemonium in the form of a young pink haired man with a medical uniform on, all I could do was lean against the wall and watch him trip over himself and get up in the bandages.

"Oh god I'm blind" he cried as he sat up, with a bandage draped over his eyes.

"Sir? Are you alright?" I asked softly, my legs shaking as they began to give out on me.

"Hello? Where are you?" He asked as he tried to stand up, and once again tripping over, this time when he sat up the bandage had come away from his face.

"Yay! I'm not blind, now what can I do for you?" he said joy resonating through his voice.

"You know what, I'm just want to go home" I said, pushing myself away from the wall only to begin to slide down the wall.

Suddenly I felt a pair of arms wrap around me and begin to pull me into the sick bay, the last thing I remember thinking before I passed out was that I hope he didn't drop me.

When I woke up I was in one of the sick bay beds, wondering how the hell I got there. The nurse had calmed down considerably from earlier and had tidied up his mess from before, he was standing by my bed with my wrist in his hand, checking my pulse.

"Well, then young Missy although your pulse is regular, you have an extremely high temperature and if we can arrange transport, I think you should go home, before you infect the school with this fever, go to bed and take whatever medicine you need, make sure you drink plenty and get some rest" said the nurse as he went to fill out a sick form, and fill a page in the sick/injury book.

"But I'm too busy to be sick" I tried to argue.

"Look here Missy, your body is trying to tell you that it's had enough and it needs rest! You need to stop, before you get worse!" The young nurse nearly snapped.

After a few minutes of just lying there I decided to cut my losses and go home, if only to get some rest along with some much needed peace and quiet, I got up and put my shoes back on and as I began to head out of the sick bay I bumped into someone, I looked up to see a man in a suit, whom I assumed to be a teacher.

"Hey Mujo is this the one you want me to take home?" The man said, behaving rather unprofessionally.

"Yes Mido, miss Potter need a ride home, I don't think that she can make it home on her own, that and I don't trust her not to go off doing things like shopping or such things, she's told me that she's too busy to be ill" nurse Mujo said sternly.

"Just put the brat in the backseat of my car and she'll be fine" the man replied, smirking.

"Mido, you're supposed to be a teacher! Behave like one for once in your career, while you still have one!" Mujo snapped at the teacher.

"Oh relax Mujo, with her fever, I doubt she'll remember anything that happened today" the teacher replied.

"I'm still here you know!" I said irritably as I pick up my bags and started to try to get off of the bed only to be scooped up by the teacher and carried out to the schools car park towards a relatively new dark red car opening one of the back doors and placing me on one of the seats, leaning over me and putting the seat belt around me, once done he got in the drivers seat and we set off.

It wasn't long before we reached my neighbourhood, however I also felt rather queasy.

"Sir, I feel kinda sick, could you let me out? This is the beginning of my block, I can make it from here, the fresh air might help" I said, softly.

"I must say you do look quite green, and I'd rather not have to shell out for my new car to be cleaned" he replied pulling up to the curb and letting me out.

It didn't take me to get home, I staggered in through the front door, and dragged my self upstairs to bed, not caring about what was going on, all I wanted was to sleep.

Mujo's POV:

I had such a bad start this morning, first I trash my office, and made a fool of myself in front of a patient, that poor girl, she was just so determined almost to the point of obstinacy, I was disgusted at the lack of respect that Mido had for the girl, for me and the formality of the school.

I just hope that she follows my instructions, and that Mido takes right her to her door, but who am I kidding, knowing Mido, he'd take her off some where and do something to her before taking her home, I should have gone with them, if only to ensure that every thing was done right, she was seen in and made sure that there was some one to look after her as well.

I sighed and leaned back into my chair, as I continued to deal with patients coming and going for one reason or another, from illnesses to sports injuries and regular injuries, by the end of the day not only where there more patients that usual but I had more and more accidents than usual as well, all I wanted to do was go home and rest. But I also wanted to check in on the girl and see if she's alright, I just hope that she hasn't done any thing stupid. Just as the final bell rang I heard a group of boy's talking.

"I hope that she's alright, I mean I had to take notes for her for the rest of the day" said the orange haired boy as he showed off a note book.

"Perhaps we can go over to her house and see if she's alright" said a brunette carrying a box of cakes.

"I agree that she should be checked on but should we just leave her alone?" Asked the sandy haired boy folding his arms.

"Perhaps my Cinderella would appreciate a visit" said the purple haired boy haughtily.

After a few seconds I decided to approach the group, and asked if they knew the girl, they all turned to me and nodded but they seemed to be suspicious of me.

"I was the nurse that tended to her earlier today, I hope to go check in on her, to see if she's following the instructions I gave her" I explained causing the boys to relax considerably.

"Oh so you're that klutz of a nurse we've all heard about" said one of the boys.

"Yeah, why should we trust you with her? For all we know, you could make it worse" another one said.

After a few minutes of talking / arguing / pleading all of us were on our way to the girl's home, it wasn't far but the closer and closer we got to the house, my worries began to rise again.

Once there one of the boys hammered on the door, and much to my relief she came to the door.

She still looked terribly ill, but she also looked as if she'd had a good amount of sleep, however there was a long way to go before she was better. After a few seconds of standing on her doorstep, she let us in and put the kettle on. Once we were all sitting in her living room she came back in and sat with us.

"So how are you feeling now?" I asked.

"I feel a little better, but I still feel sick" she admitted.

" I'm glad that you're on the mend" I said.

"Hey, Dummy, I have your notes" the orange haired boy said handing her the notebook, causing her to smile.

"I've made some thing for you Wisteria" said the brunette handing her the box.

"Aww thank you, you really didn't have to though" Wisteria said her eye's lighting up slightly as she looked at the cakes.

"I'll go get some plates" said the orange haired boy as he got up.

We all spent our time chatting until we heard the kettle begin to whistle, and the boy came in with a tray, tea and cake. We all sat there eating and drinking until the sun had set.

"I don't like to be a party pooper, but I'd like to go back to bed, and you've all got school and work tomorrow" said Wisteria as she collected the plates and put them on the tray.

"Thank you for coming to see me" she said as she opened the front door, letting us out.

"Is there any one who can check on you tomorrow?" I asked.

"My mother likes to check on her and we are only next door, plus she knows where the spare key is and won't have to wake you if you're still asleep" the orange haired boy cut across Wisteria.

With my worries put to rest I headed off to the bus stop and waited for the next one to take me into town, I wondered how she had attracted her little coterie, they all seemed extremely fond of her, but they all seemed to despise each other at the same time. I found it rather amusing.

No one's POV:

As the afternoon progressed Wisteria found herself becoming more and more comfortable around the young men who surrounded her, however she still carried a sense of loneliness, knowing that she couldn't commit to any one, seeing as a constant threat looming over her, be it in the form of either Voldemort or Dumbledore, then there was the can of worms known as the illegal marriage contract between her and Ron Weasley, Wisteria feared that her troubles would never end.

Soon the afternoon faded into the evening and the warmth of the day ebbed away into the chill of the night, and although Wisteria found comfort in the company of the boy's, but she still felt so retched, and there was nothing more to it, she decided that after a while she would return to bed.

Just as she had got herself in bed and sat up with a book, a soft popping sound happened beside her, Wisteria looked to the side to see Shell carrying a tray with a bowl of soup, a crusty roll, butter and a mug of tea.

"Mistress must eat, to well get, like nursie says" the elf said placing the tray on her lap.

"Thanks Shell" sighed Wisteria, picking up a spoon, almost too tired to bother.

"I's be staying here, making sure you's eat it all" Shell chirped, sitting on the chair beside the bed, watching as Wisteria dug into her dinner.

It wasn't long before the soup and roll was eaten, and for the first time in several days she realised she was hungry, it was a peculiar sensation, her body was just so used to going with out food since she was small, to be hungry like that was a turning point, once she'd drunk her tea, Shell removed the tray and with a warm feeling, Wisteria began to drop off to sleep.

It was a couple of hours later, when a loud crashing noise, startled her awake, cursing the noise, she tumbled out of bed, pulled on her dressing gown and grabbed a poker from the grate, it had a heavy brass handle on it, perfect for deterring a would be burglar. With out putting the light on, Wisteria staggered towards the door on jelly like legs, quietly opening it. Silently she stalked down the hallways and carefully peered over the banisters, only to see four shamefaced boys along with the nurse sat on the floor rubbing the back of his head.

"Really!" Exclaimed Wisteria, leaning the poker up against the newel post, walking down the stairs.

"We... uhh... we" began the nurse before Osano cut him off.

"We came to check in on you" Osano exclaimed, looking up at her.

"I had just got to sleep, then I find myself being woken up by a bunch of hooligans knocking over my umbrella stand! I thought it was just going to be your mother, at least she could have checked on me quietly!" Wisteria snapped irritably, looking at the clock on the wall, it was nine o'clock at night, causing Wisteria to sigh.

"You're in luck if you hope to stay, I keep the guest rooms made up in case a situation should arise" said Wisteria, as she began to head back to bed.

"Oh, so we're going to have a sleepover?" Asked Mujo, unaware of Wisterias quickly shortening fuse.

After a few minutes, everyone was settled into their rooms and dozing off while Wisteria, went down to her kitchen and made herself a hot drink and look through the pile of letters that where underneath the owl flap.

As she sat at her table she sifted through the letters, several of which were from Sirius and Remus along with Ron, Hermione and Ginny, giving the letters a disgusted look she picked up the letters and once again burned them, once she'd thrown the unwanted letters into the fire, to sift through the rest of the mail, one was from Professor McGonagall which she gladly opened.

As she read the letter a small smirk appeared, it turned out that Dumbledore is facing many enquiries for ignoring the Potters Will and for leaving her with the Dursleys, along with that Ron had got himself suspended for multiple cases of bullying of first year Slytherins, inappropriate sexual contact with the girls from the village and the worst reasons of all, abuse of power as prefect leading to getting a fourth-year girl, Serina Howlett pregnant and refused to take responsibility for his actions, leading the poor girl to throw herself from the astronomy-tower.

Apparently Mr Weasley was devastated at Rons actions, Mrs Weasley on the other hand blamed Serina and called her a hussy in front of her grieving parents. Dumbledore being the omnipotent moron he was decided that the child's death wasn't expulsion material so he only suspended Ron, especially since he was reminded of the illegal marriage contract between Ron and Wisteria. Wisteria on the other hand was disgusted at how easily Ron got away with his behaviour, in her mind he should be expelled at least, arrested at the most

Hermione was also having problems as well, she had been stealing books from the restricted section as well as brewing banned substances in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, it turns out that she was aiming to drug some of the smarter students and remove the competition, her punishment was to continue in the year in total isolation and she wasn't allowed to take her owls until next year, Wisteria thought that it was a fitting punishment for her.

After about ten minutes of reading Wisteria drank her drink and headed back upstairs to bed, falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

The next morning Ms Najimi came into the house to a surprise, she arrived to see five young men including her own son sitting at the kitchen table with mugs of coffee in hand, this prompted the woman to read them the riot act, she then went up to check on Wisteria, who's condition had managed to get slightly worse.

Wisteria woke up feeling as if she'd spent the night on the waltzers at a fairground, to her the walls where spinning uncontrollably and the floor was wobbling like a ship caught in a storm, the nausea was terrible. As quickly as she could she staggered into the bathroom to the toilet, coughing uncontrollably as the soup from the previous night came up to greet her.

"There we go, honey, just let it come up " said Ms Najimi soothingly as she proceeded to rub Wisteria's back.

"Thanks" was all Wisteria could say before ducking her head back into the porcelain throne, shivering from her fever all the while.

"Why don't you have a bath, while I go and change your bed" Ms Najimi suggested calmly standing up.

Wisteria nodded and walked towards the bath tub and began to run the water, once the tub was full, she pulled off her sweat soaked nightie and slipped into the hot water, however the hot water did nothing to drive the cold from her bones, it felt as if she'd slept in a walk-in freezer overnight.

Meanwhile Ms Najimi had changed Wisteria's bed and had gone to the kitchen to make Wisteria some breakfast and send the boys off to school/work, after a few minutes she took a large bowl and went back home, only to return with it filled with okayu (rice porridge). She took it up to Wisteria and sat with her while she ate.

"This should warm you up from the inside and give your poor stomach something to work with" she said softly helping Wisteria sit up while she had her meal.

"I'll bring another bowl with some scallions in it for lunch if you're up to it, would you like a hot water bottle before I go?" she continued, Wisteria shook her head declining the water bottle quietly, but she'd mannaged to eat most of the okayu .

"Now settle down and try to get some more sleep, I'll call the school and let them know what's wrong" said the older woman as she left the room and went to exit the building. Once back in her own home Ms Najimi sent the rest of her brood off to school, then proceeded to phone Akidemi High to alert them that Wisteria won't be in.

Meanwhile a few hours later Wisteria woke up to see a large crystal vase on her vanity, filled to the brim with beautiful flowers, spider lilies, roses, peonies, chrysanthemums along with a whole host of seasonal flowers, though she still felt terrible her spirits had lifted at the brightly coloured blossoms.


References:

Kelly Link : Secret Identity