Harry Potter Preferences

Memories [O.W]

//Past\\

Sighing contently as she glided down the empty corridor, Azalea thought about her peaceful day. She thought about the many free periods she enjoyed. She thought about the amount of stress she released by just relaxing. She thought about her long walk where she admired the black lake. To her dismay, she was brought out of her calming thoughts by a loud yelp of pain. She swung her head around and called out to the possibly injured person,

"Hello? Did you get hurt?"  Once Azalea finished her question she was starting to slowly crouch down to be at eye level with the male currently lying on the cold floor, a worried look taking over her facial features, "Of course you are! You're lying on the floor!" The witch mentally scolded herself for her idiocy. Azalea heard a soft groan come from the male. She looked at him immediately, only to find his eyes still closed, however, a look of discomfort taking over his face. Biting her lip, Azalea stood up and took out her wand. She internally comforted the boy as she whispered,

"Wingardium Leviosa." The male was slowly lifted into the air by a magical force and started floating towards the Hospital Wing, Azalea following closely behind, her wand still in the air.

They arrived less than 10 minutes later and Azalea carefully placed the injured person onto one of the many unoccupied beds. Soon after their arrival, Madam Pomfrey scurried into the room, frowning at the two new guests.

"Azalea! What have you done this time? I told you to always watch out for the moving stairs! You've been here for 5 years now, surely you should know how things work. Honestly, you and your clumsy ways!" Madam  Pomfrey rambled, slightly glaring at the witch who sheepishly held onto the back of her neck about to interrupt her.

"Poppy! It isn't me this time. I was just walking down the corridor when I heard this young man fall over. So I went to him, as a normal witch would do, and asked if he was ok-"

"Of course he isn't ok, silly girl."

"Yes, I know now. Anyway, he didn't reply so I brought him here so you could help him." The matron tutted at her and quickly made her way to the injured male who was still unconscious. Whilst she was checking on him, Azalea found it a suitable time to leave, however, not before she said goodbye to the adult who she was closest to in this school,

"Goodbye Poppy. I'll come to visit you tomorrow, hopefully without an injury." Madam Pomfrey turned around and gave a small wave to the retreating girl as she replied,

"Goodbye Azalea. Remember to watch out for the staircases." She heard a chuckle and then the door slamming shut, "Now, Mr Wood, you've come in here many times but what's happened to you today?"

//Time skip to next day at breakfast\\

"But Kenna," Azalea whined, wrapping herself around the Hufflepuff girl sat beside her. "I really can't do it. I just need one little peak." A loud sigh was heard as Kenna turned her head and glared at Azalea,

"Fine, but this is the last time!" A gleeful squeal made its way out of the Auburn-haired girl's mouth. 

"Thank you! I love you so much." She took out her quill and started to write her charms essay with her best friend's help. 

She managed to make it 3/4 of the way down the first piece of parchment before Kenna knocked her elbow making her look up and scowl. Wide-eyed, Kenna slightly prodded her head behind Azalea. Giving her a questioning look, Azalea turned around, only to let out a surprised gasp. Two mischievous twins stood before her, identical smirks standing proudly on their faces.