Amy Fox
August 14, 2006 11:53 PM
Is there a doctor in the house? by Amy Fox
It was a rare occasion for Amy Fox to find herself in need of any assistance, especially if that assistance began with an 'm' and ended with an 'edical'. She had successfully avoided going to the infirmary on so many occasions while she was in school that she had prided herself on the fact.Today, however, was not one of those days.
Amy frowned in a surly manner as she entered the confines of the Hospital Wing, knowing that she was going to have to subject herself to another person's prodding and poking. If only she hadn't decided that it was a great idea to practice hitting a few bludgers on an overcast day.
If only it hadn't started to snow. And sleet. And hail. Blast it all.
If only she hadn't become distracted by a rather large piece of some form of precipitation and been hit by a rather nasty bludger- in the wrist.
If only she hadn't slipped upon landing, futher injuring said wrist.
If only her stupid wrist hadn't turned a nasty shade of blackish-blueish-purple and hurt desperately every time she moved it.
If only her medical skills were just as good as her quidditch ones- she wouldn't be in this mess.
Tapping her foot impatiently on the floor, Amy waited for Wolfe to come into sight. She couldn't really say she liked the man all that much. He was rather a...sissy. She couldn't picture him zipping around on a broom, even if his life depended on it.
Hiding her hand behind her back, Amy cleared her throat. After a few more seconds, she rolled her eyes and called out for him. "Hey Wolfey, where the heck are you? Get out here now!"\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n
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