Hufflepuff Common room

My eyes widen and I look at Jenna with a true and sincere concern. I take her by the shoulders and just hug her, letting her know that she is not alone in here. Then I carefully start walking to the hospital wing, my gentle grip on her as to not freak her out.

As I kept walking my body ached and my hands vibrated.
I glanced at the walls and written....in blood...were the words.
[i]Not one of us...
I yelled "no!" but kept walking trying to shake away the images that continued to flash before my eyes, it was like reliving a bad horror movie as the one casuing the horror.
Tears formed and I fastened my pace.
"Stop...." I mummbled

I look at her, wondering what's going on. It's reminding me of how Sam will get when Jack is invading her mind. Could it be him? No... He only does it with Sam. I continue to walk to the hospital wing, very worried. I have the ability to heal physical wounds, but not mental wounds, and I don't know where else I can put her. I just feel like I should take her there. Maybe my mom will be there and she can help.

I'm loosing conciousness as we approach the hospital wing.
"no..." I whisper as I start limping, then suddenly a cut appears on my cheek, ripping my skin open as the blood makes tripple slow moving lines down my face.
Then I collapse, falling from Sarah's grip in front of a women I don't know.

Sally: I catch the stranger that is falling, looking at her with a deep concern. "Oh dear..."

Sarah: "Mom..."

Sally: "Explain later, we need to get her to the Hospital Wing."

I can faintly feel I'm being carried but everything is a blur.
I feel a sharp pain in the left side of my stomach, like I'm being stabbed and I cry out in pain, I feel blood soak my clothes...
What's happening....?

Loads up my bag, adds a instant film muggle camera, distraction devices like Peruvian instant darkness powder and filibuster's fireworks. I kick off my high heels and pull on sock and my old black hiking boots. I add a few butterbeers and a botle of firewhisky to my pack and then leave the common room, heading to the great hall for more supplies.

-I walk inside reading my bible.-

Stops a moment before leaving... spotting Mathew. I haven't seen him before... wanders over to him and smiles before saying "Hey, I'm Grace, you can call me Puffskein."

-I put a bookmark on my page and close the book and look up smiling.- "How nice to meet you, Puffskein. Please call me Matthew..." -I extend my hand.-

I continue to smile as I shake his extended hand. "Nice to meet you Mathew. I don't think I have saw you in here before... I am usually in the great hall though or the grounds." I take a seat in a near by arm chair.

"Truth be told, I'm seldom in here. Usually I'm either with Cynder or walking around reading the Good Book."

"Oh I love to read too! I think I am addicted to finding new stories." I chuckle before saying "What stories do you like?"

I remember at his words that Byrn mentioned Cynder.... wasn't she the one that could turn into a dragon? I had to know more... but how to ask Mathew about it....

"I mostly enjoy biblical tales..." -I point to my cross necklaces.- "If my attire didn't give that away." -I chuckle in good humor.-

I smile before I say "Oh that's cool, a man of god huh?" I lean forward to admire the cross necklace, it was beautiful. "your necklace is lovely, a true treasure."

-I hold it up.- "Thank you very much.. this was my first cross I got when I was adopted into the Vatican."

"Wow, the Vatican, what a gorgeous place! What a great reminder of your time there." I smile sincerely.

I try to listen but my thoughts are still on Cynder... the thought of someone that could actually shift into a dragon, my favorite creature, was overwhelming. I blunder on before thinking "You said you know Cynder, I have heard she is a nice girl."

"I should hope I know her, I'm dating her after all..." -I chuckle.-

"And she's an absolute angel."

I gtg can we pause this?

"Your dating her?! That is so great!" I always got excited at the mention of people in love.

"How long have you known her? What is she like?"

o o c: You got it Crouch

I sit next to my daughters bed, extremely worried. "Oh sweetheart, who did this to you?" I try to shake her awake, but to no avail.

-I run inside and find Sam.- "No activity?"

I shake my head. "Not one move..." I observe her. She's looking pale and flushed from the lack of food. "I don't know how long she can survive sleeping like this... She's losing the nutrients she needs."

"I know..." -I speak matter of factually, trying to keep my cool despite all the pain I was feeling inside, luckily and unfortunately I was accustomed it concealing hurt.-