Post by meleny on Jul 21, 2011 21:27:58 GMT -5
Meleny woke up the day of her return to Hogwarts in extreme pain. Her father and sister had just mauled her the day before she was to leave for Hogwarts because she didn't show interest in being a death eater and she openly supported Dumbledore. She told her mother to cancel their subscription to the daily prophet because of the lies it was printing but her father liked how they were keeping things hush hush. She was under the cruciatus curse for a long period of time. Her mother had told her there was no time to take her to st mungos since she had to leave for Hogwarts the next morning. She'd told her to see Madam Pomfrey when she arrived and see if there's anything she could do for her.
Now, here she was at Hogwarts lying in the hospital wing curled up in a ball late at night biting down on her lip to stop herself from crying out. Madam Pomfrey looked over her when she arrived and told her to stay overnight. Although she appeared to be in bad shape, Pomfrey didn't want to keep her from classes any longer than one night because this was her O.W.L year. She was two years away from her seventh year and N.E.W.T exams which didn't make her feel the least bit better. Studying and O.W.Ls were the last thing on her mind right now. Her father certainly did a grade A job of making her suffer. She remembered in her fourth year a Defense against the dark arts professor demonstrated the unforgiveable curses in front of the class which she thought was a pretty low thing to do. Whoever heard of a professor demonstrating the exact curses Hogwarts was supposed to be teaching defense against? Anyway, after that she had never heard of the pain of the cruciatus curse lingering. However, it was only the day after the attack so she expected to feel sore. She hoped it wouldn't last too long. The pain was sapping her energy and she needed it to study and perform magic when asked in class.
Meleny glanced up at the ceiling and tried to clear her thoughts. Besides being in pain she had a black eye she would have to hide from passersby so they didn't ask. She didn't want anyone to start talking about it or for there to be any opportunity for anyone to make her feel worse about it. She was almost afraid of the moment when Madam Pomfrey would let her out of the hospital wing so she could go to class. She knew her sister was in the Slytherin dormitories plotting ways to provoke her while she wasn't in the mood. She was probably even waiting for Quidditch, a sport that required vast amounts of energy to catch the snitch and win. However, Meleny was a Chaser and her job was to get the Quaffle into one of the three hoops in order to score a goal. She could just picture her sister purposely aiming a bludger at her like in their third year in order to provoke her. Any movement or contact seemed to make the pain worse and as sadistic as Jezebel was, she would definitely use it to her advantage.
Meleny sighed softly and looked around the dark hospital wing. She hoped someone would come visit her even if it was late. She was honestly scared to sleep alone since she had never been out of her dormitory this long. When she got in the Quidditch accident in third year, she had only been in the hospital wing for a short time. Thankfully her injuries weren't as serious as this. Jezebel had only just fractured her wrist and broke her leg and they healed within a couple of weeks.
Hours and hours went by and then it was morning. If she was not mistaken it was the first day of classes but she couldn't be sure. She had been in here all night with no contact to the outside world. She hadn't slept all night because she was in so much pain and she hated to disturb Madam Pomfrey just for one measly potion. Besides, she'd somehow survived the cruciatus curse and would be able to live to tell her story. If she could do that, maybe she could stand a few days pain.
Now, here she was at Hogwarts lying in the hospital wing curled up in a ball late at night biting down on her lip to stop herself from crying out. Madam Pomfrey looked over her when she arrived and told her to stay overnight. Although she appeared to be in bad shape, Pomfrey didn't want to keep her from classes any longer than one night because this was her O.W.L year. She was two years away from her seventh year and N.E.W.T exams which didn't make her feel the least bit better. Studying and O.W.Ls were the last thing on her mind right now. Her father certainly did a grade A job of making her suffer. She remembered in her fourth year a Defense against the dark arts professor demonstrated the unforgiveable curses in front of the class which she thought was a pretty low thing to do. Whoever heard of a professor demonstrating the exact curses Hogwarts was supposed to be teaching defense against? Anyway, after that she had never heard of the pain of the cruciatus curse lingering. However, it was only the day after the attack so she expected to feel sore. She hoped it wouldn't last too long. The pain was sapping her energy and she needed it to study and perform magic when asked in class.
Meleny glanced up at the ceiling and tried to clear her thoughts. Besides being in pain she had a black eye she would have to hide from passersby so they didn't ask. She didn't want anyone to start talking about it or for there to be any opportunity for anyone to make her feel worse about it. She was almost afraid of the moment when Madam Pomfrey would let her out of the hospital wing so she could go to class. She knew her sister was in the Slytherin dormitories plotting ways to provoke her while she wasn't in the mood. She was probably even waiting for Quidditch, a sport that required vast amounts of energy to catch the snitch and win. However, Meleny was a Chaser and her job was to get the Quaffle into one of the three hoops in order to score a goal. She could just picture her sister purposely aiming a bludger at her like in their third year in order to provoke her. Any movement or contact seemed to make the pain worse and as sadistic as Jezebel was, she would definitely use it to her advantage.
Meleny sighed softly and looked around the dark hospital wing. She hoped someone would come visit her even if it was late. She was honestly scared to sleep alone since she had never been out of her dormitory this long. When she got in the Quidditch accident in third year, she had only been in the hospital wing for a short time. Thankfully her injuries weren't as serious as this. Jezebel had only just fractured her wrist and broke her leg and they healed within a couple of weeks.
Hours and hours went by and then it was morning. If she was not mistaken it was the first day of classes but she couldn't be sure. She had been in here all night with no contact to the outside world. She hadn't slept all night because she was in so much pain and she hated to disturb Madam Pomfrey just for one measly potion. Besides, she'd somehow survived the cruciatus curse and would be able to live to tell her story. If she could do that, maybe she could stand a few days pain.