I'm Fine Now Pv Remy Alto Finished

He had been in the hospital wing once before. The time he had hurt his back due to his idea of 'having fun' going too far and eventually backfiring. He still had a small scar from that. Remy was someone who serially liked to get in trouble and usually he got so excited about doing something, he got hurt. Be it skipping pebbles or having a snowball fight, he'd always take it to another level and someone would limp back to the hospital wing afterwards.

He looked at her wrist with empty eyes. Maybe she was the type of a person to get hurt a lot too. Intentionally or not? He didn't know. As they arrived to the actual hospital wing, she gave him the courtesy to enter first. He nodded to acknowledge the gesture and entered the room. The tall ceilings never ceased to amaze him. He really loved Hogwarts' architecture, as nerdy as it sounded. Something as stupid and mundane as big windows or nice interior decor would make him happy in the matter of seconds. That's why he detested the dark Slytherin common room. At least his own dorm was more interesting.

"Oh come on," the boy glared at his superior. She'd have to go through pain either in this way or the other, slow way.

Liar liar, skirt on fire. Why did she keep lying to him about something like physical pain? There was nothing embarrassing in that. He just could not understand her point of view. Eventually, he gave up the nagging that he liked to often apparently do in her presence. Remy wasn't usually the one to do the motherly nagging. He was the one who was getting nagged at. All of his wild shenanigans often ended in the Hospital wing. It was quite odd for him to live in a reversed-roles time now. They were both stubborn and both kept scolding each other for being stubborn. Funny, actually.

The nurse soon arrived and Remy took a seat. He stared intensely at their doings for a while before shifting his gaze to gawk at the architecture of this place again. Hogwarts was pretty, and as many times as he had been in here, it never failed to amaze him. Well, might be because it was a literal castle. Castles were bound to be pretty impressive, right? The voices of both the nurse and Eri Windstone were echoing in the room, Remy didn't say anything. He stayed quiet until he heard the nurse command Eri to drink something that would make the swelling and pain go away.

Once again, he shifted the focus of his sharp and black eyes on his peer at first. From there, he noted the bottle of some liquid right next to her. Oh please. It was just some medicine! She wasn't a child anymore, after all, she should be able to stomach this. Just a quick gulp and then the worst would be over. He gave a sigh to her and jerked his head towards the medicine.

"Come on, you're what, twelve? You can do this," he tried cheering on her, but miserably failed as he just sounded a bit too mocking and impatient. The boy scratched his head with confusion and put his books down. "Or do you want me to give it to you," he sneered, crossing his arms. His offer was half serious. It would be better for him to feed her like a baby if that was how she was. The pain needed to go away anyway. Why would the nurse disappear now from all the times? She must have been really busy...

He nodded fiercely and pretended to transfer his energy and energy toward her like some kind of a superhero. Come on Eri Windstone, you can do this! She did grip the bottle of medicine, his superpower prayers had worked on her! Finally, he had always dreamt about having superpowers. Magic was way too tame compared to what he had seen in all those comics and movies. The girl channeled her Gryffindor energy and grabbed the brace and put it on like nothing. What a champ! He wished to be like that as a second year too, minus the stubbornness and initial denial of the seriousness of her injuries.

As she stood up, he picked up his books and smiled at her weakly. It was good to see that she was feeling better now. It wasn't nice to see your acquaintances, anyone really, sick tired and hurt. The girl seemed to be very stressed in this environment. At first, she spaced out looking at that bottle like it was the most fascinating thing in the world. Then she went on to hurry him up even though they were not on a hurry anywhere. He decided not to test her nerves anymore and kept quiet as she muttered something to herself. "I'll go on to read my books now. Hope you're going to have a speedy and nice recovery," he said with a flat tone as he disappeared without a proper goodbye. He was never the kind of person to greet or bid farewell normally...