A Badger and a Snake PV Closed

Well, Howie has only 4 strength and Aurelia has 7, so it'll be better if Aurelia were to take Mia instead. And Howie can have some alone time with Rosie! *wink**wink*

"I’m signaling for help Aurelia! She’s all burnt up, we need a Professor!"

Howie explained loudly to Aurelia. If a professor were to notice, Mia would be completely roasted by the time they arrive. Not to mention all three of them would possibly be sent to detention. Howie was probably panicking to that he did not think it through before casting the spell.

Mia just laughed, she didn't move, she just kept laughing. The spell didn't go as well as planned. Aurelia continued slapping her with the robes. A few seconds past and the tickling spell would have died of. Mia's eyes suddenly sprang open, she began moving as if the spell had woken her up. Just by pure luck, the wind had changed direction allowing the flames to die out easier. Aurelia was relieved when the orange glow was no longer consuming Mia's body.

Then Mia stopped moving. Like Rosie had stated, something was definitely wrong. She wasn't responding and it was a bad sign. Her father worked as a doctor and she might be able to figure what was wrong with her.

Rosie had asked her to help put out the mess she had created. The red head than ran of towards the lake with her ruined robes in her hands. Smart girl. Instead of attempting to put the orange glow out, Aurelia crumpled her burnt robes into a ball and threw it at the fire. The fire quickly spread over the fabric, causing it to turn into ash. She had a few more in her closet and could easily but a few more.

Aurelia turned on her heels and ran towards Howie who had Mia cradled in his arms.

"Howie, stop,"She said and patted -almost slapping- him on the shoulder to get his attention from behind him.

"I'll take her. Go and help Rosie with the fire." She instructed. Without asking, she took Mia into her own arms. Mia wasn't that heavy and Aurelia could lift her effortlessly. It was probably due to many years of dancing and the ability to do various cart wheels and handstands.

She turned around and started towards the Scottish castle. Aurelia looked down at the Slytherin, her skin was red and burnt from the flames. She was probably traumatised and didn't move.

"Mia, please be alive." She said under her breath.

She was not on fire. That's all she could sense. Her calf hurt-probably where the fire had affected her-but other than that she was fine.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She could feel someones arms around her-they felt feminine, so not Howie, and Rosie didn't look strong enough to lift her so it had to Aurelia.

Aurelia. The girl that had caused all of this. If she had looked before she cast the spell and saw the tip of Mia's robes in the fire, then none of this would've happened. She would still be there with the three of them, acting uncomfortable, and slyly insulting Howie.

Light flickered before her eyes and she shuddered. She was lucky that she was light. Otherwise..well otherwise she would still be on the floor.

Her head throbbed, and she raised her arms and murmered. Hopefully she would be fine enough to get up and run as fast as she could from her harmer-Aurelia.

But she let her carry her off-hopefully to the hospital wing. There she would be fine. There she would be cared for and given potions and such. There she would get up and feel fine.

So she murmured and shivered, and hoped that the girl wouldn't drop her.

Rosie didn't notice Aurelia throw her robes into the fire until she was on it with her own soaking wet robes. She shook her head. They really need to teach witches and wizards practical ways to fix things too. With out magic. She rung her robes out on top of the fire that Aurelia had started. The flames quieted but didn't completely die out.

As she turned for round two of the robe soaking, she glanced over to where Howie had began to take Mia to the hospital. As Aurelia took the girl, Rosie shrugged inwardly. It didn't matter to her who took Mia, but the girl needed to go. There was no way that those injuries had been caused by the small amount of fire that had burnt her robes.

She doused her robes in the lake for the second time, giving it a moment to get soaked. She gathered the robes, holding it close to herself, he pink top soaked through. She rung the robes out again over the fire. This time, the fire went out. She glanced around. They needed to get rid of the sticks and stones. The professors would not likely be keen on students using incendio to light bonfires on school grounds. As Howie approached, Rosie would call out. "I got the fire out. Let's get rid of the sticks and stuff." Rosie momentarily vaguely felt like she was in a mystery novel, covering for a crime.