Briar awoke late at night in the hospital wing to a searing pain in his
forehead.
"Ouch!" Briar had his hand pressed flat against his forehead. Sitting up, he rubbed his head vigorously, trying to rid himself of the pain
"What's wrong?" Asked Sandry. Briar's yell must have awoken her.
"Ouch!" Briar yelped again; the pain was so intense that Briar's eyes were watering.
Sandry reached up and pried Briar's fingers off of his forehead. "I think there's a mark, hold on." She lit Briar's lamp and held it in front of his face. "It looks like a lightning bolt; I'll go get Tris, she might know what's going on." She left, returning in a few minutes with a very confused Tris close behind her.
"Look at Briar's forehead, Tris!" Said Sandry
"I have absolutely no idea whatsoever," Tris declared after a few minutes, flipping her bushy, brown hair over her shoulder.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ron stood up out of bed rubbing his eyes and looking for a pitcher of water. He was walking through the doorframe and then--
Harry sat bolt upright. Ron was in trouble! Harry had no idea how he knew this, but he knew something was wrong. 'AHHHH!!! SPIDER!!!! HELP!!!' Ron's voice echoed through Harry's head.
Sighing, Harry walked to the door and down a flight of stairs to find Ron, in the form of Sandry, standing on a chair and staring wide-eyed into the corner of the kitchen.
'Spiders! Spiders! I HATE spiders!' Harry could hear Ron's voice still, but Sandry's lips weren't moving.
"Ron!?"
"Harry!" Yelped Sandry's voice, "I was- was just getting- getting some water. I wasn't doing anything else, just getting water. Do you know where it is? I can't see it from on top of the chair."
Harry walked, smirking, over to the corner and put his bare foot on top of the spider.
Footsteps sounded in the hallway. "What's wrong, Ron?" Harry and Ron turned around to find Tris' body standing in the doorframe.
More footsteps and then a cold, drawling voice, "What is the matter with you, Weasley? Waking us all up over a stupid spider!"
Harry could tell that if Ron had been in his own body, his ears would be so scarlet they might have set on fire.
"How did you two know that I was down here?" Ron asked, ignoring Draco.
"I could just feel something was wrong." Said Hermione through Tris' body.
"Well, I am going to bed!" Said Draco, "And I don't want to be woken up by you anymore!"
"I could hear you in my head," Harry said in a soft voice. 'Maybe we'll always know when each other are in trouble.' Harry thought to himself.
'Wow I can hear you, too. That means we can mind-talk to each other.' Hermione thought back.
'Oh no, I'm going to have to listen to you three inside my head? Just listening to you out loud makes me sick.' Thought Malfoy irritably.
"Ouch!" Briar had his hand pressed flat against his forehead. Sitting up, he rubbed his head vigorously, trying to rid himself of the pain
"What's wrong?" Asked Sandry. Briar's yell must have awoken her.
"Ouch!" Briar yelped again; the pain was so intense that Briar's eyes were watering.
Sandry reached up and pried Briar's fingers off of his forehead. "I think there's a mark, hold on." She lit Briar's lamp and held it in front of his face. "It looks like a lightning bolt; I'll go get Tris, she might know what's going on." She left, returning in a few minutes with a very confused Tris close behind her.
"Look at Briar's forehead, Tris!" Said Sandry
"I have absolutely no idea whatsoever," Tris declared after a few minutes, flipping her bushy, brown hair over her shoulder.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ron stood up out of bed rubbing his eyes and looking for a pitcher of water. He was walking through the doorframe and then--
Harry sat bolt upright. Ron was in trouble! Harry had no idea how he knew this, but he knew something was wrong. 'AHHHH!!! SPIDER!!!! HELP!!!' Ron's voice echoed through Harry's head.
Sighing, Harry walked to the door and down a flight of stairs to find Ron, in the form of Sandry, standing on a chair and staring wide-eyed into the corner of the kitchen.
'Spiders! Spiders! I HATE spiders!' Harry could hear Ron's voice still, but Sandry's lips weren't moving.
"Ron!?"
"Harry!" Yelped Sandry's voice, "I was- was just getting- getting some water. I wasn't doing anything else, just getting water. Do you know where it is? I can't see it from on top of the chair."
Harry walked, smirking, over to the corner and put his bare foot on top of the spider.
Footsteps sounded in the hallway. "What's wrong, Ron?" Harry and Ron turned around to find Tris' body standing in the doorframe.
More footsteps and then a cold, drawling voice, "What is the matter with you, Weasley? Waking us all up over a stupid spider!"
Harry could tell that if Ron had been in his own body, his ears would be so scarlet they might have set on fire.
"How did you two know that I was down here?" Ron asked, ignoring Draco.
"I could just feel something was wrong." Said Hermione through Tris' body.
"Well, I am going to bed!" Said Draco, "And I don't want to be woken up by you anymore!"
"I could hear you in my head," Harry said in a soft voice. 'Maybe we'll always know when each other are in trouble.' Harry thought to himself.
'Wow I can hear you, too. That means we can mind-talk to each other.' Hermione thought back.
'Oh no, I'm going to have to listen to you three inside my head? Just listening to you out loud makes me sick.' Thought Malfoy irritably.