Potens ▹ Golden Trio Era

chapter twelve

The Hospital Wing

'All I feel is pain.'
-Stefan Salvatore

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30th November 1994

At first, she felt the softness between her callous fingers, brushing smoothly against the soft cotton that rested below her. Then it was the cool breeze that blew across her face, causing her hair to tickle her face. Finally, it was the pain; pure, utter pain.

Raven gasped, the rush of air in her lungs causing her to let out an earthy cough. Her pupils dilating from the brightness of the room, Raven looked around. She had never seen this room before, with the towering ceiling and wide, open windows. Along each side of the chamber were several metal pole beds, the shades varying from one to another, due to the bleaching sun.

A middle-aged woman had shot up from a bed across the room, after hearing the gasp. Then, after handing the small boy before her a small goblet to drink, she rushed over to the girl - her small heels tapping against the stone floor as she did so - the woman stopped just before the bed, Ms. Howendale-"

"Where am I?" Ravne cut off, her grey eyes scanning the woman face. The last thing she remembered was the task - she fought the dragon, "Did I get the egg?"

Madam Pomfrey gestured to the table beside the girl, a golden egg rested proudly on top of it, "You're in the Hogwarts Hospital Wing," Raven looked up in alarm, sitting up quickly - before falling back down. The Hogwarts Matron huffed, walking forward and placing a pillow behind the girls back to support her, "You got hurt, when the dragon came up behind you, once you'd got the egg." Madam Pomfrey then turned to the table where the egg rested, "Dragons, why in Merlins Beard would they choose dragons, I had to fix Mr. Diggorys burns - of cause you're going to get hurt." Madam Pomfrey turned back to the girl, a goblet of water in her hand - she passed it to Raven who drank it greedily.

"The Horntails claw went all almost the entire way through your upper thigh. Of cause, if Ludo Bagman had realised you had been hurt, instead of giving out your scores whilst you bled out on the floor, I'd of being able to fix you a lot easier," Madam Pomfrey rambled, taking back the goblet and filling it up once more, "Dragons have dark magic, and with a cut that deep it doesn't need long to get into your system, I had to knock you out for six days whilst I attempted to extract the dark magic; luckily, I got most of it out."

Raven sat up more, her body once again aching in protest, "Most of it?"

Madam Pomfrey nodded, her blue eyes quickly growing sad, "Unfortunately by the time I got to you some of the magic had penetrated too deep and couldn't be removed."

Raven diverted her eyes down towards her leg, "What does that mean?"

"For now your left leg will remain paralyzed."