Hogwarts School Years: Year 3

Carols, Shopping and China Cases

Jennifer’s POV

Luckily no one else is in the Hospital Wing. Natalie, as usual, is sleeping peacefully still looking unmoved and lifeless. I hope she wakes up soon. She’s been asleep for way too long...

We find her bag on the bedside table and begin to go through it. I pull out a whole pile of things. I don’t think I would use even half of these things during my time at Hogwarts. I find books, potions, quills, rolls of parchment and things I can’t even name. I even find a few rice krispies.

“This could take forever! She has practically everything in there.” I say as I pull out another potion bottle.

“Maybe we could dump everything out.” says Michelle.

“I think some of that stuff might be fragile. Who know what else is in there.” says Tamara.

“We could pour it on the empty beds.” says Michelle.

“I guess so.” I say. “We should do it slowly though. It could still fall on the floor.”

We pour everything on the bed next to Natalie. The pile is almost as tall as me. I look in her bag to make sure we haven’t missed anything.

“Natalie’s Keyboard.” I say pulling it out. I set it down and start playing Frosty the Snowman. I begin to sing and soon Tamara joins in.

Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul,

With a corncob pipe and a button nose

And two eyes made out of coal.

Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale, they say,

He was made of snow but the children

Know how he came to life one day.

“Have you guys gotten Christmas Carol-itis or something?” asks Michelle. We just ignore her. I finish and begin to play Jingle Bells. I play up to the third verse when the sound stops. I look to see that Michelle has pressed the off switch.

“Well you’ve gotten into the Christmas spirit.” I say sarcastically.

She just rolls her eyes. “We need to find the pages before someone comes in. That would be bad. We look like singing burglars right now.”

“Fine, I guess we should.” I say as I put the keyboard back in Natalie’s backpack with the help of Tamara.

We search as we put things back in Natalie’s bag. If it was put in in a certain way it’s nowhere close to that now. I hope you doesn’t mind. As I open a book labeled planner a name catches my eye.

November 1 

Talk to Aidan.

Why would she need to talk to Aidan? It doesn’t seem like she knows him that well. Does she? I continue to flip through the pages to see if I can find anything else. There isn’t much after that, mostly just homework and assignments that she decided to do months in advance-- oh Natalie.

“Hey, look at this.” I say showing Tamara and Michelle. They both have puzzled expressions on their faces.

“Aidan? Why would she need to talk to him?” says Michelle, knitting her eyebrows together at the familiar name of a certain redhead.

“Does it say anywhere about what?” asks Tamara as she flips through the planner.

“No. I checked the whole book. Did you see anything in any of the stuff you searched?” I ask.