Thought it appropriate to add some of the actual events from the books to my version; make it seem more realistic y'know ;P
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I sat in the hospital wing next to Draco's bed, waiting for Madam Pomfrey's judgment on what to do with him. He'd managed to tell us that someone kicked him in the stomach – presumably Jack.
Madam Pomfrey came back, with a bottle of Skele-Gro in her hand.
"One dose of this, and a day or two of taking it easy should sort those fractured ribs, dear." She forced a spoonful into Draco's mouth, and waited for him to swallow it.
Draco sat up coughing and spluttering, but instantly recoiled in pain as the coughing was hurting his chest.
"He should be okay to go back to the common room, as long as he doesn't exert himself. He needs to take it easy; growing back bones is a painful and lengthy process, so look out for him." Madam Pomfrey looked at me and smiled gently.
"Did you hear that, Draco? You can come back to the common room; you won't have to miss the rest of Halloween," Draco nodded in acknowledgment, and groaned as he swung his legs over the edge of the bed. I walked him back to the dungeons, staying very close in case anything happened.
As soon as we got into the common room, I sat him down on the sofa. It had been a few hours, and it was almost time for the Halloween feast.
"Stay here and I'll go get us some food, I don't want you going hungry, or staying in here on your own." I told Draco. He nodded and smiled. The smile lasted only a fraction of a second, and then turned into a grimace. How could Jack have done this?
I told Snape about Draco's predicament, and he agreed to let me take some of the food back to the common room. I thanked him, as we both walked towards the dungeons. I'd got us both a plate, and each was stacked with pumpkin pie, apple, lollipop cauldrons; a bit of everything I could grab really. Snape had been so kind as to offer to carry Draco's, mainly so he could check up on how Draco was doing; he didn't want his favourite student to be in any trouble.
The smile on Draco's face when Snape and I walked in holding the food could have easily reached to the moon and back; I didn't know Draco was so fond of food. He definitely didn't look it. Snape placed Draco's plate on the table in front of the sofa, and I placed mine next to it.
"Thank you for doing this for me. I wouldn't miss the feast if I had the choice, yet you've chosen to sit in this miserable old room with miserable old me. Thanks, Toni," Draco hugged me, but winced in pain as he put strain on his chest.
"Anything for a friend," I smiled, letting go of him and passing him his plate of food. Snape cleared his throat, and we both looked at him.
"Thank you for helping me out, Snape. And thank you for helping me get Draco to the hospital wing," I smiled at him. And surprisingly, he smiled back!
"You're welcome, miss Wright. I shall be checking up on you both throughout the feast, just come and find me in the hall if you need anything," Snape replied. He turned to leave the room, but tripped and cut his leg on the table.
"Are you okay, professor?" I asked, moving my food and jumping up to help him up.
"I'm fine. Not a word to anyone," he smirked. I laughed. Draco tried to laugh too, but gave up for fear of being in too much pain to finish his food. God forbid!
Snape finally managed to leave the room, and I tucked into the most fantastic food I'd ever had!
"Oh Merlin, this is delicious!" Draco managed through a mouthful of the most wonderful pumpkin pie.
"Woah, calm down. Don't eat too much at once; it might start to-" Draco whimpered in pain as he swallowed.
"Yeah, that," I finished.
About 10 minutes later, everyone returned from the feast. The prefects were shouting for calm, to no avail. I overheard someone say something about a troll.
"Excuse me, what's going on?" I asked one of the prefects.
"Quirrell ran into the hall, yelling something about their being a troll in the dungeons, and then he just… Passed out." The prefect replied, before going back to asking for calm.
Eventually, the fuss calmed down, and the prefects were finally happy.
A shadow coming from the direction of the lake was cast over most of the common room. Something was swimming past the windows. I turned to face the window, and something that looked similar to a horse swam past again. I grabbed my 'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them' book from the table and flicked through it. It looked like whatever it was was similar to a Kelpie.
'A shapeshifting water demon native to Britain and Ireland. Able to take any form, they usually take the form of a horse with a bullrush mane."
"Oh it's just another bloody Ravenclaw prank," someone shouted as the fact that a Bubble-Head Charm was being used became apparent.
One of the prefects helped Draco to the boys' dorm room, and we all went to bed. It'd been one hell of an eventful day. I just wanted to go and make sure Draco was alright, but I knew I wasn't allowed…
