Disclaimer: I do not own any of J. K. Rowling's characters or ideas. You get the point by now (I hope)
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Tears
It was five in the morning and any decent person should have been asleep, yet two figures left the Gryffindor common room, disturbing a sleepy portrait. Both girls were wearing long white nightgowns, one had her witch's robes draped over her shoulders. She was crying hysterically and, being supported by her friend, making slow progress towards the hospital wing.
As they approached the door to Mme. Pomfry's office, an older woman come bustling out in robes that had hastily been thrown on and gathered the crying girl into an embrace. As she motioned the friend, a young woman really, in her last year at Hogwarts, into her office, she murmured to her patient. She led the exhausted girl into the sick bay and settled her into one of the beds, making sure she was all right before returning to the office.
"I...I found her like this ma'am. She was rocking back and forth on the floor, crying." Explained the girl.
"That's fine Alicia," Mme. Pomfry addressed the girl as she finished mixing a sleeping draught, "what she needs now is rest, and do you. Get back to bed, you still have two hours before you need to be up."
Alicia left and Mme. Pomfry returned to Angelina. She helped her to sit up and rested the cup against her lips.
"Drink" she whispered. Then waited for Angelina to fall into a dreamless sleep before getting ready for the day.
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Tears
It was five in the morning and any decent person should have been asleep, yet two figures left the Gryffindor common room, disturbing a sleepy portrait. Both girls were wearing long white nightgowns, one had her witch's robes draped over her shoulders. She was crying hysterically and, being supported by her friend, making slow progress towards the hospital wing.
As they approached the door to Mme. Pomfry's office, an older woman come bustling out in robes that had hastily been thrown on and gathered the crying girl into an embrace. As she motioned the friend, a young woman really, in her last year at Hogwarts, into her office, she murmured to her patient. She led the exhausted girl into the sick bay and settled her into one of the beds, making sure she was all right before returning to the office.
"I...I found her like this ma'am. She was rocking back and forth on the floor, crying." Explained the girl.
"That's fine Alicia," Mme. Pomfry addressed the girl as she finished mixing a sleeping draught, "what she needs now is rest, and do you. Get back to bed, you still have two hours before you need to be up."
Alicia left and Mme. Pomfry returned to Angelina. She helped her to sit up and rested the cup against her lips.
"Drink" she whispered. Then waited for Angelina to fall into a dreamless sleep before getting ready for the day.