Reviews
NAZ1 - I can't say much about Rory.. that would be nice to get some help! THx.
Anonymous - I will.
Wow - Yeah he's changed, alittle out of character eh? Oh well.. I love him hehe.
Star Dust13 - Yeah fluffyness!
Cinnamon Angel - Too much havoc.. haha its coming.
-*_
"Yes sir, what happened?" my voice croaked. Please don't let anything bad happen!!
"Would you come with me to my office?" Dumbledore gently asked as he walked towards
his office. I did not need to answer, we both knew that I would follow him.
-*_
"Miss Weasley," the white haired man answered, "There has been an accident."
Those last 5 words rang through my head several times as I thought of the possible
things that could of happened to Rory.
"What happened?" I could feel the tears in my eyes.
Professor Dumbledore gave a weak smile and replied,
"Mr.Cich was riding on his broom with Mr.Klow, Mr.Mink, Mr.Vin and Mr.Stevens. They
were playing tag and Rory wasn't watching where he was heading to..."
"And?" I squeaked. Please don't let Rory be dead!
"He hit the Whomping Willow." Dumbledore stated with wet, sparkling eyes,
"The tree hit him numerous times... he's unconscious right now."
Between sobs I asked, "Can I see him?"
"Certainly."
-*_
When we arrived at St.Mungo's Hospital, the nurse led us to Rory's room.
As we walked down the hall I saw several patients, many were screaming
as the doctor's tried to give them potions, some gave me dirty looks as I passed by.
"Here's the room, please be quiet." the nurse whose name was Judy politely asked,
"the other patient in this room is sleeping."
"Of course," Dumbledore gave a quick smile as we entered. I quickly followed
clumsily. I was so scared of what I would see. I took a deep breath and went behind
the curtain.
Rory had several bruises and cuts. His head was wrapped and the whiteness of the
bandage was slightly red. He had a black eye and a bruise on his cheek. One of his
legs and one of his arms were in a cast. It was a horrible sight.
Dumbledore pushed me forward, "Anything you want to say?"
"Uhh.." I looked back at him but he all I saw was a swishing curtain.
I went up to the bed and sat down on the wooden chair beside it.
Taking a deep breath, I touched his hand and looked at his face.
"Hey Rory," I casually greeted as I held my tears back.
The playful, sweet, little boy I knew was gone and left with a motionless doll.
"I had to serve detention for the unsufferable git and he kept smiling as he gave
me detention. I think he was going to pee his pants." I chuckled...
NAZ1 - I can't say much about Rory.. that would be nice to get some help! THx.
Anonymous - I will.
Wow - Yeah he's changed, alittle out of character eh? Oh well.. I love him hehe.
Star Dust13 - Yeah fluffyness!
Cinnamon Angel - Too much havoc.. haha its coming.
-*_
"Yes sir, what happened?" my voice croaked. Please don't let anything bad happen!!
"Would you come with me to my office?" Dumbledore gently asked as he walked towards
his office. I did not need to answer, we both knew that I would follow him.
-*_
"Miss Weasley," the white haired man answered, "There has been an accident."
Those last 5 words rang through my head several times as I thought of the possible
things that could of happened to Rory.
"What happened?" I could feel the tears in my eyes.
Professor Dumbledore gave a weak smile and replied,
"Mr.Cich was riding on his broom with Mr.Klow, Mr.Mink, Mr.Vin and Mr.Stevens. They
were playing tag and Rory wasn't watching where he was heading to..."
"And?" I squeaked. Please don't let Rory be dead!
"He hit the Whomping Willow." Dumbledore stated with wet, sparkling eyes,
"The tree hit him numerous times... he's unconscious right now."
Between sobs I asked, "Can I see him?"
"Certainly."
-*_
When we arrived at St.Mungo's Hospital, the nurse led us to Rory's room.
As we walked down the hall I saw several patients, many were screaming
as the doctor's tried to give them potions, some gave me dirty looks as I passed by.
"Here's the room, please be quiet." the nurse whose name was Judy politely asked,
"the other patient in this room is sleeping."
"Of course," Dumbledore gave a quick smile as we entered. I quickly followed
clumsily. I was so scared of what I would see. I took a deep breath and went behind
the curtain.
Rory had several bruises and cuts. His head was wrapped and the whiteness of the
bandage was slightly red. He had a black eye and a bruise on his cheek. One of his
legs and one of his arms were in a cast. It was a horrible sight.
Dumbledore pushed me forward, "Anything you want to say?"
"Uhh.." I looked back at him but he all I saw was a swishing curtain.
I went up to the bed and sat down on the wooden chair beside it.
Taking a deep breath, I touched his hand and looked at his face.
"Hey Rory," I casually greeted as I held my tears back.
The playful, sweet, little boy I knew was gone and left with a motionless doll.
"I had to serve detention for the unsufferable git and he kept smiling as he gave
me detention. I think he was going to pee his pants." I chuckled...
