Just a Minor Bruise PV Isaiah Lewis Complete

“Take your shoes and socks off, then place your injured foot on the chair. It’ll be hard to balance, so make sure you keep both your crutches up, so they can support you,” the nurse had instructed shortly after learning of the issue at hand.

Saskia glanced towards Isaiah, who followed the nurses orders. Frankly enough, he looked nervous. It was understandable. Healing magic was unpleasant to deal with at times, as evident by her earlier treatment. She didn't blame him for feeling a bit scared about what would happen.

'Well, hopefully, this thing goes better for him than it went for me.' She silently mused to herself as she looked on to see what the nurse was doing.

Saskia noticed the nurse pull out a potion, and seeing it closely, she also saw it was filled with some purple liquid. It took her a few seconds for her to figure out what it was, but she quickly recognized the potion- it was a wound-cleaning potion. Her father had often used it to treat various wounds and burns, and while he used them primarily for minor injuries, he probably used them in other cases too. She couldn't remember the specifics, but she saw him use it enough times for her to understand that it was an essential part in many of his treatments.

She continued to watch as the nurse applied the liquid on his toes and explained the effects of the potion to Isaiah. It was as Saskia expected- the purple stuff helped heal the wounds, which in this case, were caused from splinters. She wasn't entirely sure whether that meant the potion mended the wounds from the splinters, or if the splinters themselves disappeared as well. Regardless, the potion seemed to have worked, and if it didn't, then that would have been a concern.

After Isaiah thanked the nurse, she nodded in return. "Just let me know when you need anything else."

With that done, the nurse turned to leave and walked towards another patient in the room. From where Saskia was looking, the student looked completely paralyzed- their arms and legs were glued to their sides, and if she looked closely, they weren't moving a muscle. She assumed that they may have been cursed, but she wasn't sure whether it was simply from Charms or something else entirely. Thinking about it more, she wondered how often these students came to the hospital wing. Was it a daily occurrence to them? Was it their first time here? How did it really feel to be stuck here for so long?

But Saskia couldn't worry about that. She had no way of knowing, unless those patients were up for a conversation as well. Pulling her gaze away from the nurse and patient, she turned back to Isaiah, who was still in the chair. "Does that mean you can stand up now?" she asked, more out of curiosity than concern. She knew he was fine, but she wasn't sure how quickly the potion worked.

"Does that mean you can stand up now?"

To find the answer to Saskia's questions, Isaiah turned to examine his feet. The purple, jelly-like substance clung to the toes, slightly translucent, and felt cool, which was a relief to her burning toes. But it seemed as if the gel wouldn't stay there for long; Isaiah saw that the stuff was disappearing.
He bent down lower, to have a better look, and found that the gel was oozing into the toes it had been lathered around, as if Isaiah's skin was soaking the stuff up. Soon enough, there was nothing purple on Isaiah's toes; the only thing remaining was a slight wetness, as if his toes had just had a shower.
It felt good too. When Isaiah had first broken his toes, there had been a burning sensation, as if his toes had been turned to firewood. That feeling was slowly going away, though, as if the wetness of the gel was extinguishing it. There was still a light ache though, the type of ache you would get after you stretched a muscle, but it was hardly anything compared to the pain he had felt when he had cast that spell in Transfiguration.
To test Saskia’s theory, Isaiah gently removed a foot from the chair, and placed it slowly placed it on the ground. Alas, more of the ache returned. But, again, it was nothing compared to what he had felt before.
Carefully, he grabbed his crutches, and knelt them against a spare, unoccupied bed nearby, and stood on his two feet, as if to answer Saskia’s question.

“It’s a million times better than before,” he told the girl. “It still aches a bit, but the burning feeling is gone, and I can stand! Anyway, the nurse said that the ache will stay there for a bit longer anyway, so it’s nothing to worry about, and it will go away soon.”
To turned to the girl and looked questioningly at the Hufflepuff’s arm. She hadn’t said if it had been healed or not, but Isaiah had assumed that it had been fixed, as she had thanked the nurse. He turned to ask Saskia, to confirm his theory, when, out of the corner of his left eye, he saw the clock. It was only a couple more minutes until his next lesson.

Normally, in a situation like this, Isaiah would prolong his visit at the nurse’s as long as possible. He never liked class, and it was a perfect excuse. But this wasn’t a normal situation. His Transfiguration teacher had told him to come back to the class to speak to him before the lesson ends. To ensure that Isaiah did, in fact, come back, he had threatened Isaiah was an extra-long detention if the boy didn’t follow through.

He turned back to Saskia and grinned apologetically.
“I’m really sorry, but I have to go now. My Transfiguration teacher said that if I didn’t come to class after the Hospital Wing, I’d get a detention,” He said to Saskia ruefully. “He’s probably going to give me a detention after today anyway, but he’s probably going to make it very long if I don’t go.”
He bit his lip, thinking about what to add. “It was really nice to meet you Saskia. Hope I see you again soon.”
Then, hobbling slightly on his aching foot, Isaiah walked towards the exit.

Saskia looked over as Isaiah slowly began to stand up. It didn't seem easy for him, though that was probably due to the effects of the potion starting to kick in, and the fact that his toes weren't completely healed yet. Still, he managed, and he even got rid of the crutches to prove that he could, in fact, stand properly. That was a relief, at least.

"Well, as long as it actually ends up working, she said, in response to his statement. She had no doubt that it wouldn't work, though she was unsure on how long it would really take for the healing process to complete. She didn't think it would last too long, but hopefully, Isaiah would be able to walk around for the whole day.

As Isaiah looked over the time, Saskia peered over as well, only to find that her next class was about to start. She blinked in surprise. She didn't expect this visit to be over so soon, and yet, it was already time for them to go. In hindsight, it should have taken only a few minutes, especially if there weren't too many patients in the hospital wing, but it felt like only seconds had passed for her.

“I’m really sorry, but I have to go now. My Transfiguration teacher said that if I didn’t come to class after the Hospital Wing, I’d get a detention. He’s probably going to give me a detention after today anyway, but he’s probably going to make it very long if I don’t go.”

Saskia laughed. "Hey, don't apologize. I wouldn't want you to get into detention right after your professor's already mad at you.

From what he said about the professor, she didn't want to keep him in, only to get him into more trouble. She did't know much about detentions, but she could tell they weren't very pleasant, especially if a professor like that was responsible for organizing it.

There was a small pause before he added, “It was really nice to meet you Saskia. Hope I see you again soon.”

"Same to you," she replied, grinning at the boy.

Then, he turned to leave, albeit walking a bit awkwardly. After he left, Saskia looked over at her wrist. It seemed fine- she didn't feel a lot of pain anymore. It was only slightly sore, but that was to be expected. She could definitely move it, but she probably shouldn't be flicking her wrist back and forth like she did beforehand.

She slightly smiled to herself. Isaiah did seem like a nice person, and she wouldn't mind meeting him again. It was only a matter of whether they would actually see each other in the future, but she had some hope that they would. Still, the school was big, and Saskia wasn't much to stay in one place. They could meet in classes, but they probably couldn't talk for long. She wasn't sure whether Isaiah was the type to go outside, either, since that was where she usually spent her time. But she had some hope that they would see each other some other time.