Fancy Seeing You Here PV Scarlett Closed

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If Scarlett did indeed know about the Becketts, then she probably knew what she'd gotten herself into. Lucia couldn't help nodding along to her rather accurate description of the family. Rich pureblood families often seemed to fit that description. Even the Foxes did, to some extent. They certainly didn't have any wealth any more, and there hadn't been any recent scandals, but if you were starved for gossip there was plenty you could dig up about Lucia's family.

Scarlett flopped down onto a bed, and offered Lucia a seat on it. Lucia perched on the edge, feeling a little as though she was nursing an invalid. "Thanks," she murmured as she watched the rest of the hospital wing: the house elves bustling about, the few patients sitting up or lying down on their beds, and the even fewer visitors talking quietly to their friends. She took a deep breath in, inhaling the sterile scent which everyone all around the world associated with hospitals. Not even a magical hospital wing in a magical school could change that smell.

She was laughing. Scarlett was laughing. Lucia tried not to look incredibly confused, but it was hard. She gasped out an apology, which Lucia frowned at. "Um...you don't?" she asked. She felt a little lost. Never before had she heard anyone say anything like that, and the idea that someone just couldn't care just... It was as though someone has opened a door in Lucia's head. Some people don't care what other people think of them. The idea was new and confusing, and went against just about everything Lucia had ever been taught.

Running a hand through her hair, Lucia stared into the distance, only realising that Scarlett was talking to her about halfway through the Gryffindor's sentence. Lucia attempted to return her friend's smile, but only managed to curve her lips upward a tiny bit. She squirmed a little on the bed when Scarlett told her her decision. "Yeah..." she mumbled. "That's... that's fair. Sorry." Even though Scarlett wasn't telling her off or anything, Lucia couldn't help feeling as though she had just been chastised.

"You're welcome," Lucia responded automatically, getting up as she saw the house elf she'd spoken to a minute or so ago heading towards where Scarlett was flopped. "I- no, it's fine, really, I mean I'd get you something, but I" - don't have any money - "don't have anything on me right now." She gave an attempt at an apologetic smile. "I should probably go - I've got homework I need to do. Get better soon?" Lucia offered, and then left the hospital wing.

It was only when she got back to the dorms that she realised she'd forgotten to give in her allergy medicine.