Henry walked into Hospital Room 2 and walked up to a nurse and said, "Help me please I need a lot of help." Henry was wondering why the nurse hadn't said anything. Then Henry forgot to say what's wrong with him. "I think my arms and legs are broken, and my stomach hurts a lot. I think I'm going to puke my guts out, do you have a toilet I can puke in?" Henry added.

Twyla walked into the hospital wing she heard that Henry was there and she wanted to make sure he was all right.She found Henry and said ''Are you alright what happened where are you hurt"she said anxiously.

Sil was heading for the hospital wing to ask the healer's advice on a new potion he;d been trying to work out, when he heard Henry moaning as if in pain and someone making some veiled--and other not so veiled--threats.

As he walked in, a Ravenclaw first year girl brushed by him with a self-satisfied smile on her face. "Locomotor mortis," he said under his breath, flicking his wand behind him. He didn't even bother turning around to see if the curse hit its mark and sent the girl tumbling down the stairs with her legs locked together, as he'd intended.

"Henry!" he said warmly as he walked into the room. He took one look at Henry's face and rushed to grab a bedpan that was closeby and thankfully clean. "You look like you need this," he said. "And don't worry about your visitor just now. If my aim was good, she already knows better than to mess with a Hufflepuff's friends; and if not, she'll learn soon enough."

as Regan enterd the hospatil room, she saw what the stranger had tryed to do to Twyla she was now madder at henary than ever she pulled out her wand and shouted THE FALL IN LOVE WITH PROFFESSOR SNAPE curse a curse invented by herself one she had come to love she directed it at the ugly stranger and hit target she then yelled "that will teach you! dident your mother ever teach you not to mess with girlz? why do you always pick on me? im sorry if you dont like me!"
regan began to cry
henary was always so mean!
"henary if you are mean to me again ill get you, you know i will!"
regan said she then turned and stormed out

Henry saw Twyla walk in the room. She tried to kiss him and Henry took out his wand and said, "Rictesumpra!" Hoping that she would go flying off the bed. "Don't ever try to kiss me. I can't belive you're doing that so Auora will brake up with me. You're almost as much of a jerk as Regan." Sil then walked in and was happy, because he was getting annoyed with Twyla. Henry looked at Sil and said, "Can you belive what Regan's trying to do? She's trying to kiss me just so Aurora will brake up with me! I didn't even do anything this time!"

Regan then sadly walked in the room. Henry said, "Oh no! Not you too!" Henry was pointing at Regan of course. Henry then added, "Are you hear to tortue me again?!!" Henry hoped not, but he knew that she would. He was right, She grabbed Henry's hair and brought him down 365 stairs which was painful. Henry then got back in the hospital wing. 20 minutes later she did the same thing, and it hurt even more. Henry then yelled at her, "Why are you doing this to me?! I didn't even do anything this time! You're going to get in so much trouble when me and Sil go to the head master's office and tell him what you've done." Henry then looked at Twyla and said, "And we'll tell him what you've done." Henry then looked at Sil and said, "Come on Sil. Let's go get these two in big trouble, especially Regan." Henry was hoping he'd come.

OOC: No fair, Twyla, editing out all the mean stuff! :P And, Henry, no god-modding.

BIC:
Sil bellowed laughter when another Ravenclaw started waving her wand and shouting something about loving Professor Snape.

"Snape?" he said. "The old Slytherin headmaster? He's been dead ages. And I really don't know what's got into you Ravenclaws recently, but you should know better than to make up spells. They hardly ever work, and when they do, they sure don't work the way you intend them."

Then he turned back to Henry, deciding to ignore the girl unless she cast a real spell--and if she did, Sil thought, she could only hope he continued to ignore her, but he didn't think he would.

"Headmaster?" Sil said, aghast. "Why Henry, I think we can handle a couple of pathetic Ravies who don't even know any real spells. Tattling's no good; be a man." He said it jokingly, but he really hoped Henry would see his reasoning. He felt Henry got picked on far too much, and he'd decided to teach Henry how to take care of himself without having to run to the nearest teacher.

"Besides, how's a guy with two broke legs and two broke arms going to make it up all the staris between here and Professor Rogue's office, anyway?" He walked over to one of the potion cabinets and picked up a vial of yellowish-green potion and a jar of thick orange paste. "This will settle your stomach," he said, handig Henry the green potion. "And relax; you're arms and legs aren't broken, otherwise you'd not be doing much else but screaming right now. Rub some of this paste on your limbs; you'll feel better in no time."

Henry looked at Sil and said, "Thank you. I guess you're right, my arms and legs aren't broken." Henry took the bottle and paste Sil handed him. He then drank the potion and said, "Um...this is that bad." Henry then put the paste on. Henry then spit out some of the potion and said, "Nevermind this potion is disguting. I'm surprised i'm not dead."

Sil laughed. "I never said it would taste good," he said. "Only that it would make you feel better. Are you feeling better? It might take a little while to kick in."

He looked around the hospital room somewhat ruefuly. "You know, Henry, sometimes I feel I've spent more time in this place than I have in class. Never as a patient, though. No, I'm always the lucky one." This last bit, he said with a sarcasm that bordered on rage.

"It breaks my heart seeing my friends hurt, especially when I know I could have done something to prevent it. I used to think I might become a healer, like my brother, but I think I would rather prevent people from coming to harm than treat them after they do."

He was standing now, pacing back and forth. He stopped and stared out a large plate glass window. The sunset over the Forbidden Forest was the color of blood.

"There's a darkness growing in the world, Henry. I'm a Seer, but I'm not the only one who has felt it--maybe I feel it more than others, though. Even here at Hogwarts it grow every day, like a wave moving across the ocean barely visible at the surface but terrible and mighty below it. And when the day comes, when the wave hits shore and rises up from the deep, its power will destroy us all."

He turned back to the boy, his face set and grim, his eyes burning with intensity. "That's why we have to be ready, Henry. We have to be strong. And the only way to become strong is to push ourselves to the limits, practically to the breaking point. What do you say, Henry? As soon as you're up and about, will you duel me? Will you push me to my limits and I you to yours, that we may stand against that wave?"

"Nathan" remy said as he opened the door and sighed, he had heard his freind had been taken to the hospital and was looking for him. When he saw henry on the bed he walked up to his side and smiled at him and sil. Seeing the look on sil's face he smiled "come on now it can't be that bad can it? he asked as he wondered how injured henry was

Henry looked at Sil and said, "Yah, it's helping a little thanks." Henry now felt scared by what Sil had told him. He looked at Sil and said, "Do you have any idea when that power will come and kill us all? I hope it's not soon! I've enjoyed my life so much. Wait a minute.....wave?! There's a flood by the lake. A really bad flood that is, maybe and I hope not. Maybe that's the flood that's going to kill us all." Henry changed what he was thinking about now to something more pleasent. Henry looked at Sil and sai, "Yes when I feel better I will duel you? Where will we do? The only thing is i'm almost a third year and you're not. Do you still wish to duel when I'm better?" Henry then looked at Remy and said, "Who's Nathan?"

Sil's mood brightened when he saw Remy, even if his face did not. It was good seeing the Slytherin Prefect back in the halls, even if it was in the hospital ward. When Remy said things couldn't be that bad, Sil forgot all about wondering who Nathan was.

How much of what Sil Said had Remy heard? Then again, did he need to have heard any of it. There was somthing about Remy that looked quite odd, and Sil realized what it was without understanding how he did so: the vestigium temporis, the books called it, the footsteps of time. Remy had been to the future.

"Remy!," he said happily. "There are dark days ahead, my friend. Henry and I were just arranging a duel, you know, getting prepared for the real thing. But who's Nathan?"

"Don't worry," he said to Henry. "It's years off at least. Or I hope it is. And anyway, I wasn't talking about a real flood. that was just a bit of figurative language. And we aren't all going to die, so long as we start getting ready now."

He laughed when Henry asked if he was sure about dueling. "Since when does age have anything to do with skill? I think we should duel where everyone else does, on Hogwarts Grounds, of course. Just send me an owl when you feel up to it."

Henry looked at Sil and said, "Okay. But right now I'd like to be alone because I'm still in a little bit of pain. Will do, I'll send you a owl later today or tommorow when I'm ready to have a duel with you." Henry waved goodbye and set his alarm clock on to 8:30 A.M. Even though he'd proably wake up later today. Henry then began to fall asleep.