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Comatose

Days passed by since the attack of the troll and those days were hard on Elizabeth as she learned Alexia was taken to the Hospital Wing. She had to leave her quarters and made her way there to see what happened.

McGonagall told Lizzie she was hit in the head and informed her the troll was taken care of so she wouldn't worry about it happening to other students.

Alexia was unconscious in her bed and Madame Pomfrey did whatever she could to heal her. Unfortunately, she didn't know when she would wake up.

Lizzie spent most of her time at her side and brought her flowers. She found it comforting to see some of her friends leaving her gifts and candy in a pile for when she wakes.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were coming by to see her whenever they could each day. Hermione brought a couple gifts and made her a friendly card.

As soon as Neville heard what happened, he blamed himself for letting her run off with them and went to see her in the hospital wing. He always saw Hermione and Lizzie there whenever he visited, meaning they must've been visiting more than he had.

Lavinia went to the hospital wing a couple times and one of those times it was later in the day. She heard Hermione crying next to Alexia's bed and stopped once Lavinia was spotted by her.

Neither said anything to the other but Lavinia did leave a potion in the pile of gifts before she left.

Those days slowly turned into weeks and Lizzie never stopped checking in on Alexia. Her gift piles were getting bigger and Elizabeth felt her heart warm by seeing how much her friends care about her.

She sat on her usual chair and hunched over before rubbing her temples. She sniffled and shook her head. 'Come on, love... wake up...'

~*~

The Clock Tower Courtyard was cluttered with students under the warm sun and the majority of those students went on with their lives like nothing happened. They were happily having a conversation and some of them spoke about the comatosed Alexia before they hoped she recovered - while some others only laughed at it.

Calista sat down near the center statues and wrote in her journal. She looked over to see Hermione studying for one of her classes but noticed she looked to be spacing out.

"It's a bit dreary, isn't it?" She asked quietly and rested her chin on her hand as she stared off at Hermione. "Ever since Alexia went unconscious, a small group of people became quiet. Those include Hermione, Ron, Harry, Neville and our counselor."

Twigs looked up at her from her lap and chattered in response, playing with his tiny Gryffindor scarf. He stared with his beady eyes and observed Hermione.

"I don't think introducing yourself is wise, Twiggy," she replied and shook her head with a sigh. "Of course other professors are affected too but there's nothing we can do but to wish Alex a full recovery."

Twigs frowned at her and walked closer to her before poking her stomach with an annoyed chatter.

"Don't be like that," she said and narrowed her eyes. "You know I hate hiding you all the time but it's something I have to do. Do you want to be taken from me or would you rather stay at home?"

He chattered again and tilted his head in defeat. He looked up at her again and pointed at Hagrid walking by with another sound of chatter.

"Yes, Hagrid is an exception," she sighed and rested her head on her hand. "Cedric, Fred and George don't count either. I trust them with my life."

"Aw, you trust us with your life?"

"How sweet of you to say that."

"I'm touched, Cal."