My Own Treachery

Chapter 14 | The Daily Prophet

I had managed to separate my shoulder. Madam Pomfrey managed to put it back in place, but I'd be stuck with the aftermath of it. Apparently I was lucky that my collarbone didn't move out of position. She and I had a different idea of lucky. I'd have to deal with the swelling, bruising. I had slight damage to nerves, and my muscles meaning I'd be stuck with a sling, and not allowed to use my arm till the swelling and pain dies down. Sadly, I wasn't allowed to carry any sort of pain killer potion on me. If I wanted a potion I'd have to either come straight back to the wing. I'd rather suffer through the pain, while I made my own potion than, constantly come back, like a sick puppy. I'd likely be able to find how to make the potion in a book.

Sitting on a bed, I was sitting in just a bra, thankful Snape had left to do whatever, likely tell Dumbledore. It would just be embarrassing if he had stuck around. I had been holding my right arm in place. I had been given the pain potion earlier, just before the damned crazy woman, Madam Pomfrey had set it in its place, I had felt the pain of it happening anyways.

As I stared at my hand all I could think was , how stupid thing to do, I should've landed on my other arm. Now I'd have to become a ambidextrous, or get really good with my nonverbal and wandless magic, rather then having to nearly die for it to fully work. As my right hand, was my dominate hand, for just about everything.

"You'll want to come visit me three times a day, so do some exercises" Madam Pomfrey instructed.

I scofted at the idea, as if, I would take time away from my studies.

"Hate the idea as much as you'd like, but if you want your shoulder to be back to as it was before, you'll need to practice stretching and strengthening exercises." She warned me, "It'll get worse otherwise, and then you'[ll be rushed out of here and require surgery, which may lead to you missing classes"

"Fine, I'll show up at least twice a day, before breakfast and after dinner" I replied quickly, she must've read my mind, or something.

She nodded, "Good, now you may leave, but comeback here if anything happens to it, alright?" I simply nodded at her instructions, eager to leave.

She proceeded to help me, put my shirt back on. By how hard it was to put on, this entire shoulder ordeal was going to suck. I was then given a sling, that I was happy to get. Not having to hold my own arm, that still felt like dead weight, the sling held my arm, up. I had put my robe over it, followed by the green and grey scarf.

"Thank you Madam Pomfrey" I whispered, grateful for the sling, I then walked out of the hospital wing. I took notice that my bag was next to the door, lifting it up, I instantly regretted putting the strap over my right shoulder. This was going to be a serious adjustment. I put the strap on my good shoulder, and went on the hunt for Hermione. She still had Capone.

Once I saw Hermione, I saw she was with Harry, Ron and Hagrid. On my friends shoulder was my favorite creature, Capone.

"Hey! Hold up!" I yelled, not ready to run to catch them, that would involve moving my shoulder, and that would hurt. Thankfully they stopped allowing me to catch up.

Hermione, looked at me, "Are you okay?" she asked as I got closer, Capone, jumped from her shoulder onto mine, thankfully Hermione was on my left, I had no idea if I could handle Capone jumping on my other shoulder. we all then started walking

I shrugged, "Working on it, just no one touch my right side" I looked to Harry, "Congrats on the win." I smiled lightly at him.

"Thanks, it was a close game" He replied, with sympathy in his eyes. Stop looking at me like I'm dead!

"Heard you separated your shoulder, glad you we're kept in on peice" Hagrid spoke up, as he lead us, to who knows where. Which reminded me, I had to ask about Fluffy.

"Can you tell me about Fluffy?" I questioned quickly.

"Now who told you about Fluffy?" He questioned, turning his head at me, "you know his name?" I only shrugged, I was stopped from answering by the sharp pain that accord once I shrugged. I'm never going to get used to this!

"Fluffy?" Ron questioned, in shock, not believing that the beast had a name.

"That thing has a name?" Hermione asked, just as puzzled as Ron.