An Accident in the Making PV

@Alan Vanes

She nodded slowly as he began to talk about his little companion and smiled at the admiration he was showing his words towards him. He must have really cared for the animal, and she couldn't blame him. The cat was stunning, his eyes and markings could grab the attention of everyone in the room, yet Falentra kept her cool as they walked on slowly towards the Hospital Wing. ''Yeah. He's a pretty cute cat.''

Her eyes would every so often scan over the boy to make sure he was doing okay. The walking was surely not the most comfortable but she thought having him at least attempt to walk half the way would do his pride some good but also, with her already prejudgment on seeing him as this tough cookie, he was sure to not give him when facing a bit of pain.
An arm and hand would be slightly extended out though in case he did need that bit of extra help at any point, though she made sure her offer was as imperceptible as she could.

If he was to take a hold of her arm for support or not, they'd eventually arrive at the Hospital Wing in one piece whilst making the usual small talk. Falentra offered one final smile towards the boy before he was to head on inside. ''You gonna be alright on your own now or do you want me to wait outside for you and help you back to your dorm?'' If he was to deny her offer, she would take no offence and keep her goodbyes short and sweet. If not, she would wait patiently outside the corridor with her back to the wall.

The fourth year had been brought all the way here, which was incredibly nice and he would have to at one point repay her for the kindness somehow. "Would you mind staying? I'm sure I might be fine but just in case?" He would ask the girl, hoping for her to agree and most importantly to not be bothered by such a bold request. But perhaps it was not as bold as he thought, after all it had been something she had offered on her own accord. He was entirely sure he would be fine. But it had been nice to make her acquaintance and thus he would like to perhaps have the opportunity to talk more to her. Falentra Black had been her name, if he had remembered it correctly. "Do you mind nicknames?" he would ask her, perhaps seeming a little random with the question, but he was curious. Falentra would take an awful long time to say, but it was a pretty name, he wouldn't mind saying it in its entirety if it was what she would prefer.

He would knock at the door, announcing his arrival to the nurse who would soon take him in and let him sit on one of the beds, before gathering whatever was needed to treat the injury. In the end he would get a balm that would act as a pain reliever, before the nurse would cast a quick Bandaging charm to support his ankle. He was told to rest his leg for a couple of days, which was something easier said than done for the Gryffindor boy, but he would agree and nod to whatever lecture and instructions he would get.

Once done he would peek outside of the hospital wing to see whether Falentra had indeed stayed and waited for him to emerge from the hospital wing. He would only put light pressure on his injured foot, but with the bandages and the balm there was really no issue and he felt fine walking on his own now. If Falentra was still there, the Gryffindor would give her a sheepish smile and thank her for waiting on him.