Ouch... PV Aldor Humbleglow Finished

Paisley looked a few beds down, and suddenly made eye contact with a boy on the bed next to her. She felt her face turn bright red and she turned away quickly, just as the other person did the same. She probably still looked terrible, she didn't want anyone to see her like this! Especially not this kind-looking classmate next to her. That was the worst kind of person to see when she looked this shabby. The kind and understanding ones. They always made her feel better, which in a way, just made everything worse.
Who was that? she wondered, peeking over again. They were muttering something to the nurse, who then left. The boy then sat on the edge of the bed, seemingly thinking deeply.
Paisley, who was still sitting up against her pillows, edged to the side of the bed.
"Hi. What's your name?" asked Paisley, her voice so low it was almost inaudible. I'm Paisley. Paisley Brown. It's nice to meet you," she said, shifting on the bed again.
It was strange to see another person so close after being a werewolf. It was interesting to think of how, only a few hours ago, she hadn't been a human. She had been an animal. A monster, in fact. You really are a monster. Why would this person want to talk to you anyway? she asked herself.
Paisley looked down into her hands, her hair covering her face. She had nothing else to say at the moment, but a few words snuck out.
"Strange, the fact that not many others seem to be in here today, isn't it? It's pretty empty. Well, I guess it is the start of term, not many people have as bad as luck as me, and you, by the looks of it.." she said, her voice still shy and quiet. She didn't often talk to many from other houses. In fact, this was Paisley's first time meeting what seemed to be a Hufflepuff.
There's a first time for everything! she told herself. But that includes mistakes.

I-I am Maldor Homvilelow- I mean uh- Aldor, Aldor Humbleglow'' Paisley laughed softly at his word-scramble. She rarely heard someone speak with flaws at this school, it was a nice change.
"Pleasant to meet you, Maldor." she said with a mischievous smile tugging at her lips. She couldn't help but tease him a little. She hoped he would understand
''Paisley?-That is actually a really nice name.'' Paisley felt her whole face light up bright red with embarrassment. Did this boy know how awkward this made her feel? She had never been complimented so thoroughly by someone other than her parents. It was surprising. She wasn't sure she liked it.
"Oh-eh, thanks?" she said it as sort of a question.
''I don't mind being here that much- It is quite nice to be in a quiet and peaceful place- actually- it is nice but, it is better to have someone to talk to, I don't like distracting the nurses because of talking to them-''
Paisley nodded understandingly. "I get it." there was a silence for a few moments, in which Paisley took to looking out the window, her legs swinging along the bed beneath her.
"So..." she paused, biting her lip. "What house are you in?"
He's a Hufflepuff you dolt! Can't you see the crest on his robes?
Paisley quickly overrode her last question with a new one. "It's a nice day today, isn't it? I hope I'm well enough to enjoy it." she said, then cringed inwardly.
Oh, great. Now you've just brought attention to your wounds. Now he's going to ask how you got hurt! You dummy!

"No!" Paisley hadn't meant to be rude, but she didn't want to accept flowers from a stranger, a boy stranger, she had just met. Especially not when they were 11. It seemed odd and awkward and weird and icky and gross and just....not right.

And what did he mean by 'help'? Did he expect Paisley to hold his hand whilst trying to walk better? Or did help mean serving her at dinner? When was help needed? She was reading too much into this...wasn't she?

"I-I'm sorry, just no. No. No thanks. No." Paisley wasn't sure what the intent behind the flowers and help had been, but she didn't think she wanted to find out. Not in the slightest.
"It-it's been nice meeting you, Maldor, and I'm feeling a bit better. I should leave, now, it's been nice talking to you." she smiled slightly at saying 'Maldor', but one could see that it was forced with a close look. She wanted to be as nice as possible, but this had been just so awkward.

Paisley suddenly remembered why she didn't like talking to people. It seemed as if her other meetings with students had left her softened up, only to come back with the big blow. Flowers. Paisley couldn't imagine it. Her? Flowers? What would come after that? Chocolates?
She stood up, and although the whole room spun, knew she needed to get out of there quick. This was just too much. She limped as quickly as she could, barely making eye contact with Maldor as she went. She couldn't see where she was going, and she was sure she was going to fall over any second.
"Bye, again." she said, and then left. She left the hospital wing without seeing the nurse again. Her ankle screamed in protest, but she ignored it.
At last Paisley found herself in the great hall. It wasn't her common room, but it was closer. She sat down at one of the benches, the word 'flowers' still repeating inside of her head.