| la_pensee @ 2003-03-27 22:53:00 |
Poor, Misfortunate Queenie Greengrass
Who could of imagined that I would have found Queenie Greengrass in the lake last night when I decided to go for a walk outside before bed. The poor dear was dreadfully soaked to the bone and shivering and she was sporting a terrible black eye. So, I thought to myself, what could I do but help her out of such an awful predicament? Certainly, it wasn't my fault that she kept slipping out of my arms as I tried to pull her out of the water. However, she insisted on accusing me of dropping her purposely and ruining her robes. Imagine that! (Although, if I do say so myself, I have no idea how on earth she thought she could get away with white robes and weren't they already ruined when she had fallen into the lake in the first place?)
However, I bit my tongue and helped her to madame Pomfrey's despite her accusations. I do feel sorry for the girl because she kept falling over. I think it is because she wasn't quite used to the change in balance after she (really there isn't any polite way to put this) enlarged her breasts (credit of a rather successful attempt at an engorgement charm I suppose.) Why right when she was going up the stairs, she lost her balance and </i>fell</i> down them! I ran straight after her to the bottom of the steps to see if she was all right. The darling girl was just moaning with pain. She'd broken her leg! She certainly does have such unfortunate luck.
When we had finally made it to the infirmary, Madame Pomfrey asked her what happened while I set off right away to brew a cup of hot tea. Queenie, however, tried to blame the fall on the stairs on me. Can you imagine how embarrassing that was? I had to explain what really happened to Madame Pomfrey, who luckily didn't put a bit of faith in Queenie's story! I knew Queenie had trouble being around other people, but I didn't realize how little she trusted them.
But I stayed with her after Madame Pomfrey left and offered her the cup of tea I had made. I explained to Queenie very calmly that the things that had happened were accidents (and I pointed out that the staircases did like to play tricks on people), She finally admitted, she was perhaps being a little paranoid. Queenie ended up wanting to talk about her date with Draco, and really, I only remembered right then that Queenie was to go on a date with him that night. She, of course, tried to convince me that they had a marvelous time but I knew this wasn't true. After all, Queenie certainly didn't sound like a very happy person when I'd found her in all that water. However, we had a long talk about Draco and I think we came to an understanding.
PS. Ron, darling, if you ever feel as if you don't have anybody to talk to, I'm always here.
Comments:
| potterstinks @ 2003-03-29 12:51 am UTC |
Sadly, I think Queenie Greengrass has had her last hurrah. I know I'll certainly not be talking to her anymore after this. What an absolute shame about her broken leg.
| la_pensee @ 2003-03-29 01:14 am UTC |
It was unfortunate. Madame Pomfrey healed it quite quickly, however, it was quite an arduous effort to get her to the infirmiry with her broken leg. The sight was quite gory because it was a compound fracture and you could see the bone sticking out of her leg. The poor dear.
| potterstinks @ 2003-03-29 07:44 am UTC |
Oh, now that really is a shame. I certainly hope she doesn't get any sort of infection now. It would be dreadful if she had to have it amputated.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2003-03-29 07:13 am UTC |
I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with the next girl you date.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2003-03-29 07:41 am UTC |
Tracey Davis. Slytherin. Sixth year. I believe you share a dormitory.
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