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5 Jun 2025, 05:34

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[ continued from spring broom race with ravenclaw. ] This was some absolute dragon dung, Harlan still literally aflame while the whistle blew to announce that the match had been over and he had barely been as far as Raizel was barely one-fifth through the race. He felt himself to be a fairly intuitive caster but for whatever reason, his wand had decided to go on the fritz while on a broom. The young Gryffindor quickly landed in a safer space while he patted at the flames against his cloak and as the wind blew through, Harlan noticed that the fire had left some slight burns against his skin that the adrenaline had been protecting him from feeling fully.

" Oh shit. " Harlan mumbled to himself, he'd have to go see the Nurse to ensure that he was alright, but the embarrassing massacre of the pride felt insane. Was this fair? Allowing Ravenclaws to annihilate an entire team with just two students? He couldn't help but feel such shame that he couldn't do shit to do any better as this was a pathetic first showing for Harlan.

Deciding it'd be better not to see any of his team mates faces, Harlan rode his broom over to the path back to the castle. The one saving grace that Harlan still felt like he was a nobody in Hogwarts. He would hope to Merlin that no one would remember this blunder and he could come back next year prepared to extract his revenge on Ravenclaw, especially that white-haired upperclassmen. He was flawless out there and that pissed off Harlan to know end. Was he jealous? Absolutely, and the wizard had cognizant enough to recognize that fact within him.

Harlan paused right in his tracks as he spun around to see if there might've been someone nearby. Despite how gnarly the kid looked and was beginning to feel, he hated that he needed some help.

It wasn't his fault that he had no freaking idea where the Hospital Wing was, he never needed it before!

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LACHLAN C. | HARLAN M.

5 Jun 2025, 08:01

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❂《 ⌜ May 3, 2025 ▎ After the Race ⌟
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Faster, walk faster, had to get away. It wasn’t the fact that she still had a duel to moderate after this, not like she had to take care of the bruises she had received from the fall but rather… she just wants to forget about the horrible race, about her own jealousy towards someone that she called a friend, from her poor performance. She doesn’t want to feel these horrible emotions, especially not the one pointed at Zach. It felt awful, disgusting.

That’s right, she was disgusting for even feeling that way. She should’ve been happy for him, for doing great after the race but she wasn’t. Instead, she felt frustrated at his victory, at his good performance despite the race being his first ever. Even though she knew he was so terrified and that she should’ve rushed towards his side to comfort him and congratulate him, she didn’t. Instead, she turned her back on him. Guilt filled her, making her clutch hard onto the handle of the broom that she had been carrying. She was tempted to turn around but she knew it was too late. She had already abandoned him.

“Some friend you are…” Raizel uttered, words directed to herself with a voice full of venom. She gritted her teeth, head lowered in shame of her own actions and lack of sportsmanship and loyalty. Her jealousy was too strong to be conquered, succumbing to it but who could blame her? What she had been seeking had been achieved by someone in just one go. She was really the talentless in their friend group. No, can she even call herself a part of it now? She can’t, not anymore. What made her look up was the sound of someone landing nearby while on her way to the castle, one of her teammates, Harlan Montgomery. She remembers him, used to be a classmate but he was held back. He made her pause, stare at him, observing him as he looked around. Raizel sighed before she started approaching. “Oi.” She called out with an exhausted voice. “Looking for something?” She asked, thinking that he might’ve lost something before noticing the burns that were left on him. Right, his spell backfired earlier.

That’s gotta hurt. That was way worse than your spell failing.

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10 Jun 2025, 08:30

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It wasn't until the warm summer breeze began to blow that the exposed flesh began to sizzle and sting in a way that had Harlan gritted his teeth from cursing out from the pain. This shit was so cruel, but he knew better than to explode in an emotional outburst so he bit down on his lip hard to keep his calm and composure in an otherwise impossible situation. The air hissed out of his teeth as he inhaled deep in his nose and focused as best as he could to head over to the Castle.

For anyone observing, Harlan looked a little unhinged but woth further inspection, it all made sense.

Like an angel descending from the Heavens, Harlan heard someone call out to him as the second year stood upright as though an automaton being activated. He recognized her as an ally, Raizel, the third year on the team who seemed wary. Were those tears he could see? It wasn't clear but Harlan only had enough capacity to worry about his needs right now.

" Yeah, I need the nurse bad. " Gesturing to the patches of skin that had some level of degree burns on him. " I'll be fine to get there, just have no idea where the heck it is. " With a deflated sigh, Harlan attempted to pull at his cloak to help cover some of the exposed portions of his body from the girl's eyes, the fire had eaten up very large portions of his broom racing uniform.

" I hate to ask, but can you take me? " His pride took a huge hit at the lack of independence the teenager had in this moment. He hated seeming useless and that's exactly the case. " You're not hurt too, are you? I couldn't see much else once, you know, the fire started. "

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10 Jun 2025, 09:15

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❂《 ⌜ May 3, 2025 ▎ After the Race ⌟
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“Hah?!” There was disbelief, perhaps aggressiveness in her tone when she said that, an eyebrow raised and eyes glaring. No, it wasn't the fact that this guy, Harlan, was asking her to take him to the hospital wing. She would gladly help someone in need of treatment, she would lead them to that place and even stay with them until they were treated or if she were to be dismissed by them. Her reaction was more on this boy WANTING to go to the hospital wing when that incompetent fool was running it. Harsh words, yes, and she was not taking them back. The current nurse… she doubts he was skilled enough to heal anyone. He cannot be trusted. Not ever. “You don't want to go to that death ward.” Again, harsh words but she was merely telling the truth. She sighed, her expression mellowing down.

Raizel lifted her broom, letting the handle sit on her shoulder as she went closer to Harlan, the burned skin that he was trying to hide underneath his clothes catching her attention. Okay, that looks bad. The girl went to look a bit closer. “You’re not dying, are you?” She asked, looking up for a brief moment before shrugging, backing up then reaching for something inside her satchel. Just a burn from what she could see. There was no need for the hospital wing when you have the same potion that they will be using on you to heal you. “This should get that healed. Unless you are on the verge of death, that place should never be visited.” She hissed. “Don't trust the nurse either. Well, the current one at least.” The previous ones were better, more competent, more understanding. This guy? No, she was wondering why they even let him come back. Guess his bad practices never reached the higher administration. Not like it wasn't bad enough.

Raizel held out a potion made out of a thick orange paste. “Not that hard to make. Maybe the ingredients are a bit… expensive but not impossible to acquire. Try it. Should help with minor burns. And no, I’m not hurt.” Maybe sporting a few bruises from that fall but not hurt as much as her pride was and no nurse or doctor can fix that. Will she admit that she is hurting in that department? Of course not. No one should know about it.

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13 Jun 2025, 07:08

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Harlan was always one to deescalate than to raise the temperature of a tense situation but he was truly taken aback when he heard Raizel’s tone about him needing help to get to the Hospital Wing. Did she think he was weak? An embarrassment of a wizard without being able to handle it himself? The perception of inadequacy had struck a nerve within Harlan as he could feel the rage boiling his blood.

It wasn’t until he shot her a look as passively as he could through the hurt and rage that he noticed that it wasn’t for his sake that she had placed such pause on his desires.

“ Death ward?? ” The specific words had taken the Gryffindor back as he hadn’t heard anything about the Hospital Wing being a place to not attend.

At the ask if he was dying, Harlan knew he was mostly fine, just the pain of an ego obliterated and the second-degree burns. “ Got it, thanks Rai, that’s good to know. I didn’t realize the nurse was creepy as hell or whatever. First year, there was a pretty good nurse, if I remember correctly. ”

He hadn’t spent much time getting to know the other girl but he appreciated her candor in this moment, especially if she had the salve already made that could help. “ I hate to ask but can you help me put it on? I can’t really reach the bad parts. ”

Harlan wouldn’t ask for her to say yes and began to derobe in the middle of the path towards the Broom Racing Tracks, his body had been screaming far too loudly and he’d been wincing through the pain enough to go any further if there was already a solution.

The seared cloak was thrown off as he let out a grunt as it grazed a portion of his burn and his body contracted in pain. He’d swallow the guttural muttering from being too loud as Harlan tried his best to not show too much weakness to his new teammate.

The shirt he had underneath had large holes from the flames, Harlan deciding to simply rip the shirt in half to get it off of his body exposing the teenager’s body littered between freckles, healthy skin, and the burn marks of various degrees from his abdomen to his neck.

“ I can get the front if you can just help with the back. ” He spun around, a piece of the shredded shirt in his hand as he brought it to his mouth and he bit down to help in case it hurt like hell.

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15 Jun 2025, 07:56

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❂《 ⌜ May 3, 2025 ▎ After the Race ⌟
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“I doubt he can even heal anyone.” She scoffed. Her distrust came from the time the current nurse was the previous Astronomy Professor who just marked her absent randomly and that would never be repaired. “You are better off getting yourself some healing spells. Again, unless you are dying, you’d want to stay away from that place until a more competent Nurse arrives.” She felt safer in the hands of the previous Nurses. At least they were professionals unlike Octavius Baird who couldn't even raise a child right. She wonders why Hogwarts even let someone like that in a role where they must take care of people. “And you are right, there was. Sad they are gone now.” She would understand why the Nurses would want to leave. It's like almost everyday a student needs healing or worse, like the Hogwarts Ball taking a wrong turn or the Hogsmeade incident.

Recalling that still sends shivers down her spine sometimes. It’s a surprise even for her that the sight of Harlan’s burned skin hadn't sent her into a panicked state when she had seen burned corpses in Hogsmeade. Well, she doesn't need more emotions to feel when she can barely handle the guilt, frustration and despair from the race. “I can help with that.” She would probably need to use both her hands so she set down her broom, taking a quick glance at the boy just in time to see him remove his robe, the pain from the burn probably becoming too much due to how impatient he seemed when he tore his shirt off and tossing it to the side. A waste of a good shirt but not like she couldn't relate. She swore she had destroyed a couple of shirts during her duelling spree whenever they caught fire or something.

Interestingly enough, the boy took a piece of that torn shirt and put it between his mouth to prevent a scream perhaps? “Sure hope that piece of clothing can help muffle a scream.” As far as she knows… this doesn't hurt… that or she has her high pain tolerance to thank for it. Funny what her volunteering as a practice dummy to higher years could do. The Confringo from Dee and Lea are probably nothing compared to a burn. “Stay still.” Raizel opened the potion, removing her gloves as she doesn't want to cause an infection with those dirty things before smearing the orange paste onto the burns. What was it that was taught to them in their first years about how to take care of burns? She thought about it and then it clicked. Right, you are supposed to bandage it after applying to stop the infection.

“Do you have bandages?” Maybe that torn shirt would've been useful. “If not, I might have the spell just for it.” Since when did she become a healer?

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7 Jul 2025, 08:40

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Harlan hadn’t had much else on his mind except to feel the sweet relief of having the burn salves applied onto his body, but the sharp sting of Raizel’s distrust of this nurse was absolutely worth making a note on and asking her about it later. From what he knew of her since even first year, he thought the other teenager to be quite the brazen and courteous individual. He hadn’t known this other side of her at all; had Harlan been naive to think that Raizel had a very limited point of view? Well, this perhaps meant she was a bit more aligned to his own desires, too. Lots of things to consider.

“ Well, damn. That sucks. I’ll have to stock up on ways to heal myself or get help from some friends. ” Through the light humor and understanding nods, Harlan’s skin ached fiercely for relief and his body began to sizzle at the wounds littered against his body. Harlan stood still for a moment, the sound almost driving him to the Death Ward, itself. He was far too ill-prepared to handle this type of triage situation. His only hope would have to be Raizel, the other Gryffindor who almost had the worst run on the racing track. But no, that honor would have to go to Harlan.

He had readied himself, his body exposed with a mixture of singed skin, bones, and muscle looking far more like a battlefield than a simple broom race gone awry. Through the biting down of his shirt, Harlan audibly grunted towards Rai hoping she’d understand that he was ready for her to begin.

Harlan focused on staying still as Raizel’s hands felt warm against the cool paste on his skin and he winced from the tenderness of the sores at first. The salve hadn’t felt great when first applied, which caused Harlan to grimace left and right as he gritted through the uncomfort until his body began to take on to the magic and he already began to feel sweet relief.

“ No, all my stuff is in my trunk in Gryffindor. ” Shaking his head in defeat, Harlan looked back towards Rai who continued to be quite the rockstar at this. “ I’m down for anything if it means I don’t have to go to the Hospital Wing. ”

It wasn’t until then that Harlan truly realized that he was shirtless and did his best to cover himself up by crossing his arms against his chest to hide from any onlookers.

“ Honestly Rai, you’re a freaking godsend. I don’t know what I would’ve done without you, truly. ” He felt forever indebted to her and Harlan was really good about who helped him unprovoked or without any thought of what it was that Harlan would be able to give in return.

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“Not a bad plan.” That's right, it's either yourself or perhaps your most trusted friends that you could rely on in this place. Adults? Not so much, for her at least. And while Sereia had helped in lessening that distrust, the fact that she was gone now was enough for her to go back to being skeptical of other adults once more.

“Then be prepared for this. I'm sure it won't hurt.” When did getting your wound wrapped in bandages hurt? Okay, maybe there was a chance that it could hurt like maybe failing a spell. Failing… was she ready to do this? Not when all of her spells had almost failed during the past races and her past duels. No, she can't falter now and lose confidence even further. She pulled out her wand, praying that her hand wouldn't start shaking. “I do what I can do. To help wherever I can.” Yet she still had the heart to abandon Zach when he looked like he needed help and comfort just because of some stupid jealousy towards his success. Was helping Harlan just an excuse to lessen the guilt she felt for abandoning her friend? Thinking about it now, perhaps it was. A selfish act that seems fitting for her current state.

She shoved those thoughts into the back of her mind as she pointed her wand on where Harlan burned and where she had applied that paste. “Ferula.” a simple bandaging charm but it should be enough to do the trick. There are other things that she could do like Episkey perhaps? But she figured the burn healing was enough to soothe the aches. Now then, what else does she have in her satchel? Or the question is, what could she conjure up to help this boy cover up considering that he was doing his best to do so.

“Regretting ripping your shirt?” She asked. Hold on, was she supposed to react in some way? Wouldn't someone be just as embarrassed seeing a shirtless boy in front of them? Normally, yes. They would probably be covering their eyes or even looking away but instead, she just stood there, not minding it at all. You know, for Harlan's sake, maybe she should give him a bit of privacy. “You want to borrow my jacket?” Hey, it's the only one she could offer right now. That or the towel she has inside her satchel.

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1 Nov 2025, 21:39

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“ I don’t know, the wounds feel pretty fresh, even the air against it kinda stings. ” Perhaps he was just being extra sensitive, it didn’t help that his ego was smashed to smithereens at this embarrassing first display of broom racing. He enjoyed being in the air and the spell flinging, but clearly he was far too rusty to compete against racers who have been locked in for years and were much older than he was.

The singed flesh was fresh, heat radiating off of the teenager’s body through the salve that seemed to be helping from the damage getting much worse. With a mixture of winces and grunts, the ferula charm began to bandage him up putting a bit of pressure onto his skin as it wrapped around his chest and arms in a way that felt like it had covered more than enough of his body.

“ Shut up. ” He said through gritted teeth against a ripped piece of shirt fabric before looking down at his frame and feeling like Rai did a pretty good job at bandaging him back up and him grabbing the remnants of his shirt into a ball held tight within his fest. “ Thank you. ” Turning his head and looking down to show the girl how much he appreciated what she was doing for him, especially when she absolutely wasn't obligated to. “ You’re pretty good at all this, Rai. Maybe you should consider being a healer. ” With a gingerly approach, Harlan moved the charred portions of his body to check his general range of motion which was limited, but still enough to be functional.

“ Oh, you're jacket? Uhh, would you mind? It’s kinda cold out. ” If she was going to offer, he’d consider borrowing it if she’d let him. He at least felt more covered now with the bandages and he'd stay away from the nurse, he didn't want to become some freak case where questionable healing practices messed him up bad.

" Are you headed back up to the Common Room too or were you gonna go do something else? " He wanted to offer a buddy to get up to their tower, but the longer that Harlan looked over at the other lion, the more it felt like there may had been something more a little off. He bit his lip, halting a request if Rai would join him for a walk, not wanting to seem too needy in this moment because of how exposed he was feeling. It'd been tough to find friends in Hogwarts, at least for Harlan, and this felt like maybe someone he could lean on who seemed smart and capable.

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