A Falling Start to the Good Part PV Closed

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As soon as Ruby had received a response from the girl – Gwen – and made sure that the others had heard, she took a step back and disappeared into the crowd, making herself blend in instantly. She wanted to observe, see what would happen, perhaps ask some questions later, but she didn't need to do anything else right now or get in the way. So, she forced herself to remain just another member of the crowd, hardly noticeable. She heard a voice beside her that seemed to be addressing her. It sounded familiar, and as she turned slightly, she realized that it was Hengist. “I'm pretty sure that she just… fell, although I'm not sure if something else happened. She seemed to be quite nervous beforehand – maybe she's not confident when flying and freaked out or had a panic attack,” she guessed, making her best attempt at answering his question.

Her gaze swept over the crowd and the little huddle by Gwen once again. Ana seemed to be handling it pretty decently, so there was no real reason for Ruby to exit the crowd that she had just vanished into. The girl would be fine, Ruby was sure of it. She needed to get to the Hospital Wing, though, rather than being stuck on the grass here, surrounded by prying eyes. This would not help her, would not heal her, but Ruby had faith in Ana and hoped that she would take Gwen there as soon as she found out what was wrong with her. However, every minute this took was leaving Gwen suffering for longer, wasn't it? Shouldn't Ana see if Gwen could walk first, and then take her? Ruby sighed. She had promised herself that she would stay out of it unless she was needed, but that didn't stop her from questioning everything else anyway.

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<sub>Emile watched as everyone crowded and people started to make suggestions on what to do. This would be such a good time for him to pull out his notebook and start writing down everything that was happening, but he knew that would probably be rude to Gwen and people might make fun of him. He resisted the urge and turned back to Gwen. Get out of your head, stupid. There's a hurt girl here! Show everyone the amazing prefect you are, and help your friend, idiot. 

“Good Lord, everyone, take a step back! Let her breathe.” He heard Anastasia say and immediately stood up from the position he was kneeling at before. He pushed through the crowd and then went right next to Gwen. He held his arms out slightly as to push the crowd back. "Yeah everyone. We know you're worried but we can take care of this. We will keep you updated if you want to know." He said, and watched as most students nodded and went back to their original positions. He still spotted some whispering or looking worried, but most went and continued as usual. This was except for a few who remained. He knew most of these people though or recognized them, so this was fine to him. He was glad most of the crowd was gone. He hoped this would help the Gryffindor on the ground  feel better or more calm.

Emile kneeled next to Ana and listened to her talk in a calming tone. “Is she doing alright?” He heard a Gryffindor say, who turned out to be Scott. There were many people talking at once, but most of it was to get her to the hospital wing.

Emile tried to talk in the most calm and laid back voice he could manage, considering the fact that someone might have broken their back right in front of him. During his time as a prefect, he had not expected the situation of someone falling off a broom and getting injured. He took a deep breath and looked at the redhead. "Anastasia, should we take her to the hospital wing or tell a Professor? She could be seriously injured." Emile said, his tone still showing hints of worry. 

He looked up at Marla and Ruby and Kyle and a Ravenclaw he didn't know the name of and awkwardly nodded at them, kind of to say "Thanks for the worry and for help."</sub> 

Kyle couldnt help but just roll his eyes. Everyone was making such a big fuss over this spaz who just wrecked their broom. So what? Wrecks, crashes, injuries, accidents. This was hogwarts. thats nothing new. Atleast she wasnt bleeding profusely or on fire. honestly if she was on fire than he could understand all the fussing and worrying and yelling about getting back and blah blah blah. These people really must have led some very sheltered lives if they were getting into this much of a tizzy over something as minor as this. then again, maybe he was the weird one for having a werewolf attack his Auror parents, and routinely go out of his way to get into trouble or get hurt. Who could say really.

With a shrug he kept his distance and reached into pocket and pulled out a treat he was going to use as a victory snack after his prank, had marla not been here. Ah well. he wasnt about to let it go to waste. He undid the wrapper and took a big bite out of it and chewed a moment. Then, with a full mouth said, "Have you tried turning her off and back on again? Works for Muggle gadgets"