Ch.10
Some odd weeks later, November 5, Stephanie woke up feeling strange. She thought it as retched because it was her sixteenth birthday and she just wanted to feel normal. Well, as normal as a witch can feel.
She slowly walked down to the common room. She felt so disoriented.
Much to Blaise and Draco's protest, Stephanie was stumbling drowsily to Transfigurations. Blaise and Draco watching her intently in case she were to faint or trip on the way to the classroom.
Stephanie was thinking that it would be much easier to be able to transfigure her strand of hair into a daisy, without having to use a wand, as she grudgingly was reaching for hers. Which was why she was so shocked, when she hadn't even so much as touched her wand, that it changed. 'Bloody hell.' Stephanie glanced around nervously. Luckily everyone was so submersed into their own spell casting that they didn't notice her bit of strong wandless magic.
During herbology Stephanie had developed a rather large headache. 'Why can't the woman be quiet? She just keeps going on and on and ON about these stupid plants.' A couple seconds later Stephanie was happy to realize that the professor had finally stopped talking. Although, it was rather abrupt. She looked up to see her professors mouth moving frantically, without any sound. At first she thought she had gone deaf, but then the other students started babbling to each other. 'Shit. What the hell is going on?' One of the other students set their professor right again with a counter spell.
In fifth period Stephanie couldn't take it anymore. By now she had a splitting headache and a sharp burning feeling all over and a fever on top of that. To say that she felt unpleasant was a large understatement.
When the class ended, Draco picked Stephanie up in his arms and Blaise carried all their books while he walked hurriedly beside them. They headed to Sanya's room, where they just barely made it to her before she left to go the potions classroom, as she did everyday during her free period.
"What's wrong with her?!"
"She's really ill."
"Follow me."
They followed her and Draco lay Stephanie down on the bed as Sanya instructed.
"Leave this to me. You two should be getting to your classes."
"But-"
"No buts. Leave this instant, I won't have you two catching this."
The two left worried for their best friend.
When the door closed, Sanya looked down at her suffering niece.
"I was afraid that this day would come. Stay strong Sweetie, it's going to be a rough ride."
Sanya sighed and went to get some blankets, a bowl of water, and a wet cloth.