Gerrard Rayne: ::Sits in the window of his room, staring out and over the parts of the castle that he can see from here and smiles, held in his hand are his Quidditch armguards and leg-guards for the game today::
Zarek Yeran: ::stands near his bed, putting on the armguards and gauntlets, given to him by Gerrard and his leg protectors, dressed in the Crimson and Gold robes of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. He is holding his firebolt, a Gift From Charisse tightly in his right hand:: All right there, Gerrard?
Charisse Banning: ::Slips into her room wrapped in a large towel, her hair falling, dripping wet over one shoulder and she walks up to the window, tugging at the drape which seems to be stuck open and lets out at exasperated sigh, side stepping until she believes she can't be seen and quickly begins to dress, the left half of her back to about her waist showing at the edge of the window::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Sits for a few more moments his eyes wandering over the scene of the bustling castle a small look of surprise comes over his features and he nearly falls out of the window and looks over at Zarek:: Yeah...just thinking..you ready? ::Slips on both of his gauntlets and armguards, running his fingers over the gold engraving of the Griffin and hops up on the window ledge, sliding on his leg protectors and takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly:: Set to go?
Charisse Banning: ::Steps back up to the window once she's fully clothed and brushes out her long, dark hair, smiling as she sees Gerrard in his window and raises a hand to wave, wondering if he can see her::
Zarek Yeran: ::nods, grinning, sitting on his firebolt, gliding slowly backwards, then forward again:: I've been waiting for this. I'm ready.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Grins a bit and nods, chuckling softly:: Should have known you'd be ready for this...::Turns his head a bit as he notices movement and waves in return:: Seems everyone’s ready for today's game..
Zarek Yeran: ::glides over to Gerrard’s window, looking across the yard, seeing Charisse, and waving at her as well:: Looks like it. We better head on down. They'll want to have a meeting before the game.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Laughs a bit and chuckles:: Oh yeah...i forgot Wood's traditional pre-game "You'd-better-win-for-me" pep talk..
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles and flashes them a thumbs-up before taking out her wand, whispering a spell to dry her hair and steps away from the window, finishing getting ready::
Zarek Yeran: ::nods at Gerrard, gulping slightly:: Right..better be off then..
Gerrard Rayne: ::Slides down from the window ledge and stretches, sliding his wand into his game robes and grabs his Firebolt, admiring it again for a few moments before thinking to himself, "Still can hardly believe it.." Chuckles a bit and stares at him:: You alright?
Zarek Yeran: ::chuckles and grins a bit:: Just a bit nervous you know. My first time to play in front of the entire school.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Pats him on the shoulder and shakes his head:: Ah don't worry about it..once you get in the game you wont even notice that they're there...it's odd really..but everything just becomes a blur..
Zarek Yeran: ::chuckles, nodding slightly:: Most things are a blur on the firebolt anyway ::grins at their brooms fondly:: Well, lets go get our 'You better win it or else' speech:
Gerrard Rayne: ::Laughs softly and nods:: Lets go...::Sets his broom over his shoulder and walks towards the door, nudging it open with his knee and steps lightly down the stairs and across the common room, coming to the entrance hall only moments later::
Charisse Banning: ::Slips her black cloak on over her school uniform as it's been getting a little chilly out this time of year and wraps a scarlet and gold scarf around her neck, slipping her wand into her pocket::
Zarek Yeran: ::Follows Gerrard, still grinning Nervously:: I'm honestly not sure what to think right now. I'm excited, but i'm nervous too..Its gonna be fun though
Gerrard Rayne: ::Shakes his head and turns his head to look at Zarek:: Don't worry about it really, just clear your head...that snitch is the only thing you have to worry about...everyone on the team has you well covered..nothin will get near you.
Zarek Yeran: ::chuckles, grinning at Gerrard:: I'm not worried about the Bludgers for sure..Fred and George are all over the field, always.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Nods a bit and laughs:: Yeah, half the time i wonder if even they worry about the bludgers..::Strides a bit more quickly down the entrance hall and outside, his robes billowing out a bit now from the slight wind::
Zarek Yeran: ::Follows Gerrard outside, and unable to resist, hops on his broom, still following him at a slow pace::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Laughs and grins at Zarek, dropping his broom from his shoulder and hops up on it sideways, as they float down to the entrance of the Quidditch field::
Charisse Banning: ::Walks out of her room and into the Hufflepuff common room, meeting Cedric there before continuing on to the Quidditch Pitch, climbing high into the Hufflepuff tower and taking a seat in the front near the Gryffindor goal hoops::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Turns to the left and down the corridor, sliding off his broom his feet clap softly against the stone floor and he stands at the back of the room, staring forward at Wood::
Zarek Yeran: ::Stands near the back of the room, near Gerrard, leaning against the wall with his hands on his broom, looking up at Wood::
Oliver Wood: ::Wood paces the front of the room in front of a large blackboard and peers at each of the Gryffindor players before speaking with a bit of urgency in his voice:: Our first game of the year...and it's against Slytherin...now they're always a fair match...but we HAVE To win...no excuses..i hope some of you trained over the summer..this year is going to be much harder...we're going to train longer and definetly a lot harder...two minutes until game time..i want you to all think about how your going to help us win..concentrate on that and then do your best..you hear me?!
Gryffindor Team: ::Scattered chuckles and laughs and a few, "Here, here boss!" can be heard from the gathered team, looking a little flustered Wood leaves to where the teams exit onto the field to sit and apparently concentrate on winning::
Zarek Yeran: ::grins silently, before muttering to Gerrard:: Thats alot of time spent thinking..i'm not sure I can handle it
Gerrard Rayne: ::Laughs a bit and chuckles, raising his broom as Wood ends his speech, with a somewhat sarcastic:: Right then sir! ::Leans over to Zarek and grins:: Focus on something else...::Points over at Fred and George:: They're huddling over something..wonder what it is...
Zarek Yeran: ::chuckles, shaking his head:: With them, who knows? Ever?
Charisse Banning: ::Bounces excitedly in her seat, playing with the Gryffindor banner in her hands as she peers down at the opening what the Gryffindors should be coming through any time::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Nudges Zarek in the arm and nods towards the exit:: It's time...::Claps his hands together and raises his voice:: Mount up! Lets go! ::Takes his broom and strides off into the exit, mounting his broom, staring at the closed doors just in front of them::
Zarek Yeran: ::looks over at Gerrard, chuckling softly, before mounting his broom, and looking ahead and the closed doors::
Gerrard Rayne: ::The doors open slowly and he kicks off from the ground, flying out and starts a lap around the field, with one arm held in the air::
Crowd: ::The Gryffindor and Hufflepuff sections of the audience stand in a wave and a surge of cheers and screams, while resounding boo's can be heard from the Slytherins and Ravenclaws::
Zarek Yeran: ::kicks from the ground, just after Gerrard, emerging from the door, pumping one fist into the air::
Charisse Banning: ::Charisse and Cedric, standing in the front row yell louder than any of the Hufflepuffs, waving their Gryffindor banners::
Gerrard Rayne: ::As he completes the lap he comes around to the Gryffindor goal hoops weaving through each of them and making his way up before he sits, directly in front of the center hoop and looks over, giving a wave to Cedric and Charisse::
Zarek Yeran: ::While making his flyby, he flashes a quick grin at Charisse and Cedric, completing his lap, and ascending above the rest, prepared to search for the snitch::
Charisse Banning: ::Both Chari and Cedric flash Gerrard their most genuine stunning smiles and wave in return and then another to Zarek, giving them each a thumbs-up::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Turns his head back and stares to the center of the field where the chasers and beaters from Slytherin and Gryffindor have gathered to face each other, Madame Hooch standing below the lot ready to release the balls::
Crowd: ::A large roar comes from the crowds, a mixture of cheers and boos for either side mixed with all around excitement::
Mme. Hooch: ::Stares up to the opposing teams, holding a Quaffle in her hand and raises her voice to be heard:: I want a clean game! ::Reaches down and releases the bludgers which just seem to hover and then she lowers her arms, throwing the quaffle up between the gathered team members::
Gryffindor Chasers: ::Angelina, Katie and Wood all race towards the Quaffle, Katie using her great speed snatches the quaffle just as a Slytherin chaser passes over her head and races towards the goal hoops, just ahead of any pursuers::
Zarek Yeran: ::flies around in tight circles, searching for any glimpses of the snitch, occasinally glancing at Malfoy, to make sure he hasn't sighted it::
Katie Bell: ::Katie raises her hand getting prepared to throw the quaffle into the right most goal hoop::
Crowd: ::The Gryffindor supporters erupt in cheers as Katie catches the quaffle::
Draco Malfoy: ::Draco Malfoy stays stationary for a moment, searching around for the Snitch, while still looking at Zarek, then forms small circles, near the Slytherin goal posts::
Katie Bell: ::Ducks to her left, avoiding a speeding bludger and throws the quaffle as hard as she can towards the left most goal hoop, the quaffle bounces off the inside edge of the goal hoop and falls through just before the Slytherin keeper can get to it::
Zarek Yeran: ::Flys out to the center of the field, hovering above all the action, still searching for the snitch, but looking up in time, to roll over on his broom, dodging a bludger, following by George Weasley, grinning, muttering something like:: 'Sorry about that mate, got away from me' ::chuckles, shaking his head, scoping the field for the snitch, noticing a glint of light, that happened to be off of Flints watch.::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Raises his arms and cheers as the first goal is scored for Gryffindor by Katie, watching on as she circles around the Slytherin goal hoops and back out into the center of the field::
Slytherin Team:
::Slytherins chasers take possession of the quaffle and form up behind their goal hoops into a hawks head and race out towards the Gryffindor goal, the quaffle changing hands several times on their way::
Crowd: ::Once again the Gryffindor supporters erupt in cheers, Chari and Cedric screaming above all the Hufflepuffs, their banners blurs of color::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Straightens on his broom and raises himself to just above the center goal hoop, staring down at the oncoming players, his eyes jerking from side to side as the quaffle changes hands::
Zarek Yeran: ::stops looking for the Snitch for a moment, looking at The Slytherin Chasers and Gerrard, muttering:: C'mon Gerrard..You can do it! ::resumes looking for the snitch, while trying to pay attention to Gerrard as well::
Charisse Banning: ::Her eyes widen a bit as the Slytherin chasers near Gerrard and whispers softly:: Come on, Gerrard...
Draco Malfoy: ::takes his eyes off the action, looking up at Zarek, wondering if he’s found any signs of the snitch::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Bringing up one leg onto his broom, though it's concealed by his robes he hovers watching them closely as they get closer he sees one of the Slytherin chasers make eye contact with one on the right side of the formation and he takes a fast dive towards the right side goal hoop::
Slytherin Team:
::One of the Slytherin chasers passes the quaffle quickly and in almost a serve type of hit its slammed forward over the head of their beater towards the right goal hoop, the formation breaks and all of the Slytherins arch into the air turning back towards the center of the field::
Crowd: ::The stands seem to go silent as spectators on both sides hold their breath at Gerrard’s sudden movement::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Reaches out one hand, slapping the bottom of the quaffle, sending it straight up into the air so he can catch it as it comes down, grasping it in his left hand he throws it to Wood as he flies just over head in pursuit of the dissipating Slytherins::
Zarek Yeran: ::Flies over to Gryffindors goal post, seemingly still searching for the Snitch, but winking at Gerrard:: Nice Save. Check this out. ::Looks up again quickly, seeing Malfoy watching him, and breaks into a huge dive, heading for the center of the field::
Gryffindor Chasers: ::Wood, Angelina and Katie all fly together in a small triangle, Wood handing the quaffle off to Angelina as she hides it against her stomach, speeding off towards the Slytherin side goals::
Draco Malfoy: ::Malfoy’s eyes grow wide, as he sees Zarek make his dive, and quickly follows suit, heading Straight for Zarek, and the ground, looking for the snitch all the while::
Crowd: ::The cheers and boos from the stands are cut short as Zarek dives, everyone holding their breath again::
Charisse Banning: ::Chari flashes Gerrard a quick smile before training her gaze on Zarek::
Zarek Yeran: ::Just before he crashes into the ground, Zarek pulls up, leveling out with the ground, turning sideways on his broom, and flys just under Malfoy, who promptly panics and falls off his broom, giving Zarek uninterrupted time to search for the snitch.::
Slytherin Team: ::Flint the captain of the Slytherin team grabs one of the clubs from his team mates and flies after the trio of Gryffindor chasers, smacking a passing bludger as it pelts Angelina square between the shoulder blades, throwing the club back to his beater he soars off after them, streaking straight towards Angelina::
Crowd: ::A resounding mix of gasps and laughter erupt from the spectators as Malfoy falls off his broom::
Draco Malfoy: ::clambers to his feet, eyes flashing with anger, as he mounts his broom, and kicks off again::
Crowd: ::The Slytherin supporters cheer wildly at Flint's move as the Gryffindor supporters gasp and shake their heads in disbelief::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Points and laughs at Malfoy, raising his hands to clap high in the air, but his cheers of laughter soon turn to boo's and heavy language at Flint and the bludger move:: Flint you dirty stinking son of a---::His words are lost amidst the noise of the crowd::
Gryffindor Chasers: ::Angelina lurches forward on her broom with a sharp, "Ungh!", her face turning beet red and twisting with concentration and pain she tears off towards the goal hoops, both of her arms slowly going numb, she heaves the quaffle as hard as she can, unwittingly striking the Slytherin goal keeper straight in the chest, knocking him nearly off his broom, the quaffle still with a bit of force behind it bounces through the center goal hoop:: 
Zarek Yeran: ::Growls, looking at Flint in anger, and diving straight at him, planning to knock him off his broom, before noticing a glint, near Malfoy’s foot, and connects himself with cutting Flint off, scratching his face with the tail of his broom, and charging straight at Malfoy’s feet, causing him to ascend rather quickly, and makes a grabbing motion for the snitch, but it flies straight at the ground, causing Zarek to go into a spectacular dive::
Crowd: ::The Slytherin cheers quickly turn to boo's ad are drowned out by Gryffindor cheers and then the entire audience falls silent, all eyes trained on Zarek::
Slytherin Team: ::The Slytherin goal keeper gasps for air and slowly floats down onto the sand below the goal hoops, leaving their goal wide open, flint not happy with this turn of events grabs the quaffle and beckons his beaters, the Slytherin beaters now turning more ruthless then before as the three of them head straight for the Gryffindor goal hoops::
Draco Malfoy: ::Notices Zarek isnt feinting, and breaks into a quick dive, chasing Zarek almost straight down at the ground, eyes trained on the snitch::
Zarek Yeran: ::With a great deal of concentration, pulls the handle of his broom up, just before he hits the ground again, leveling off, chasing the snitch once more::
Draco Malfoy: ::Changes the angle of his dive, and heads straight for the snitch, in a position that he has a reach advantage on Zarek, grinning wickedly as he reaches for the snitch::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Groaning as he sees both of the Slytherin beaters bearing down on him with Flint in the center he streaks across the goal hoops as quickly as he can, trying to keep away from the bludgers::
Charisse Banning: ::Glances up as movement catches the corner of her eye, her eyes widening in horror as she spots Flint and the beaters heading straight toward Gerrard::
Zarek Yeran: ::Urges his broom forward, just in time to stand up on his broom, leaning a bit forward on the Broom, making an insane dive for the snitch, knocking Malfoy’s hand away from it as he does, hitting the ground with an Audible Thud, and rolling several times::
Slytherin Team: Come on then! Take him! ::Both of the Slytherin beaters both take a huge swing at bludgers sending them straight at the Gryffindor goals, out of nowhere the Weasley Twins rise at the left side of the goal hoops both taking a titanic swing at one of the bludgers, knocking one of the Slytherins from their broom, the other bludger streaks towards the goal post, with the quaffle thrown by Flint just alongside it::
Zarek Yeran: ::Lies still for a moment, before holding a hand up in the air, still clutching the tiny golden object, that he stole from under Malfoys nose::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Turns his head just in time to see the Weasly twins cheering and raises his arms, yelling as loudly as he can, his inattention being rewarded with a bludger to the rib cage, groaning and grabbing his side, his head lolls for a but he continues cheering:: Zarek!
Crowd: ::The Gryffindor supporters erupt in deafening cheers, but Chari simply stands, eyes widened in horror at both Zarek's fall and the bludger Gerrard just took in the ribs::
Zarek Yeran: ::stands up slowly, waving to the crowd, grabbing his broom in the same motion, standing out in the middle of the field, still holding his prize::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Lies back on his broom with one hand in the air, blood rushing to his head and he laughs through any pain, cheering:: Yes!!
Charisse Banning: ::Manages a week smile and a cheer before she hurries down to the field, standing just under where Gerrard floats, looking up at him::
Zarek Yeran: ::takes a step, frowning quickly, looking down at his bruised knee, before climbing on his broom, flying over to Charisse and Gerrard, and smiling:: Great Saves out there Gerrard!
Gerrard Rayne: ::Waves his hand to the Weasley twins and groans, looking over at them and yelling:: Thanks for the save..next time..::Groans:: Tell me to duck!
Charisse Banning: ::Flashes Zarek a quick smile, calling up to him:: Great catch! ::Before returning a worried gaze to Gerrard::
Zarek Yeran: ::Grins up at the Weasleys:: That was an awesome save you two made out there. For a second there, I was worried about seeing a Gerrard pancake on the menu tomorrow..
Gerrard Rayne: ::Edges his broom downward until his feet touch the ground, right next to Zarek, Charisse, Fred and George and he slides off, hugging Zarek with his good side and laughs:: Great grab!
Zarek Yeran: ::chuckles and stays on his broom, returning the hug, hovering just above the ground:: Thanks. My knee didn't think so.
Charisse Banning: ::Hurries over to Gerrard, frowning for a minute as she studies him and then looks at Zarek, telling both at the same time, in a tone that doesn't leave room for argument:: We should get you to the hospital wing...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Laughs a bit and smiles, glancing at his knee:: Looks like it's slightly irritated with you...
Zarek Yeran: ::chuckles at Charisse, nodding slightly:: I suppose I should have my knee looked at..I should be able to walk on it to get to the hospital wing. Lets go put our brooms up first, Gerrard.
Charisse Banning: ::Shakes her head, looking slightly irritated:: No, now...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Smiles a bit and looks at Charisse, chuckling, the arm on his left side held tightly against his ribs, standing straight with a bit of effort and gives Charisse a hug:: Don't worry, we're going..
Charisse Banning: ::Returns the hug, careful of Gerrard's hurt side and shakes her head a bit, smiling up at him:: You really were amazing out there...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Laughs a bit and glances around at the team now surrounding them:: Thank you, they all were though ::Gives a somewhat sarcastic glare at the Weasley twins:: And much appreciated on the one blocked bludger...getting hit twice would have been so much more painful..::Gives a stifled laugh::
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles at the Weasley twins, chuckling softly:: You were great, too. Thanks for not letting him be killed. Either of them. I'd like to have them around for a while...
Zarek Yeran: ::Grabs Gerrard’s broom, still sitting on his own, floating off to put them in the Gryffindor club house. He returns, limping out to them, nodding in agreement:: Ok..to the hospital wing! I never though i'd be happy to say that..
Charisse Banning: ::Chuckles softly and reaches out an arm to Zarek:: Need any help? ::Looks up at Gerrard as well:: Either of you?
Weasley Twins: ::The twins stand for a moment and looks at him in mock insult:: Now i say..We sacrificed a few of your ribs and one bludger to knock out one Slytherin...we thought it was a fair trade...::They both grin at Gerrard::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Laughs softly and hobbles over to the twins, wrapping both his arms around their necks in somewhat of a hug, dropping something at their feet just before hobbling over to Charisse and Zarek:: We have about fifteen seconds to run.. and yeah i could use a hand..
Charisse Banning: ::Squeaks softly and looks up at the twins:: You may want to run... ::Slips one arm around Gerrard's waist and the other around Zarek's letting them put their arms on her shoulders and lean on her and starts off in the direction of the hospital wing::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Rests an arm around her shoulders, trying to keep himself straight, having the sudden urge to curl up as tightly as he can on his left side as they walk:: Thank you..
Zarek Yeran: ::puts an arm on her shoulder, not wanting to put too much weight on her, hopping on his good leg, grinning somewhat:: Its more efficient if I dont use that leg for now
Weasley Twins: ::The twins look around for a moment just before a cloud of blue smoke begins to rise, they wave at it, their hands coming out a light blue color, their clothes oddly not being affected, just their skin, amidst the commotion they can be heard yelling, "Color smoke bombs, we have to get some of these!" For a few more moments they dance in the cloud of smoke before remembering what they do and take off running towards the castle, brooms in hand, skin glowing blue::
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles up at Gerrard and shakes her head a bit:: Of course... ::Continues to walk, reaching the hospital wing not long after, Madame Pomfrey promptly taking them from Chari, shaking her head as she puts them each in a bed::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Sits down on the bed at first, unwilling to stretch his side at first but eventually being forced, coughing a few times and a spot of blood appearing under his nose and he mutters quietly::
Zarek Yeran: ::Chuckling softly, still grinning, Zarek looks down at his hand, noticing that he still has the snitch gripped there tightly, reaches over, handing the tiny golden object to Charisse, wincing slightly as he puts presure on his knee :: I forgot I had that
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles and takes the Snitch with a chuckle and nods a bit:: I'll give it to Cedric a little later. He'll make sure it gets put back.
Zarek Yeran: ::nods, smiling slightly:: Thanks..::his voice trails off, and he clamps his mouth shut, looking down at his knee, wincing again, before muttering:: Oww.. I do have to admit, that was the most fun I've ever had playing Quidditch. Did you see the look on Malfoys face when I slapped his hand away? He was furious
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles and nods slightly, pointing Zarek toward his bed:: Yes, now lie down... ::Frowns and waves to the two as Madame Pomfrey shoos her out of the hospital wing and waves to them, flashing each a small smile:: I'll see you soon.
Zarek Yeran: ::chuckles, and obediently lies his head on his pillow, still looking over at the two of them:: Seriously though, Gerrard, that was some of the best flying I ever saw. The way you judged that first pack of chasers, and knew exactly where the quaffle was going. Amazing..
Gerrard Rayne: ::Waves at Charisse and chuckles, nodding slowly:: Thanks for the help...see you soon.. ::Laughs softly, and a bit painfully, lurching upwards for a second at the shot of pain he moves his head to look over at Zarek:: Thanks...just next time we play Slytherin i'll have to remember just because the game is over they still think we're playing..
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles and nods at Gerrard:: Not a problem. Just get better... only a week until Halloween and I expect you to both be back to normal! ::Runs off at another look from Madame Pomfrey::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Shakes his head and lies it back on the pillow, grinning slightly:: Back to normal alright...and by the way..very, very nice feint...seeing Malfoy hit the ground just about made the game for me...
Zarek Yeran: ::looks after her, yelling:: Dont worry, we'll be fine in a couple days! Thanks Chari! ::chuckles, looking over at Gerrard, beaming:: Thanks..I thought I was going to hit the ground, or Malfoy there for a second. How I managed to get under him, I dont know..
Mme. Pomfrey: ::Shoos a few other people away and closes the doors walking over to Gerrard, as he seems more urgent at the moment and shakes her head, muttering a few things about Quidditch before waving her wand at him and speaking an incantation to begin healing the bones before whispering:: Ferula ::Clean white bandages wrap around Gerrard's midsection and she fixes him with a stern gaze:: Now, I want you to rest... if you continue to talk with your friend, I'll have to move him.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Shrugs a bit and chuckles, groaning softly:: Don't know...i'd tell you but i blacked out for a minute after being hit..
Zarek Yeran: ::nods, wincing slightly:: I looked up just as you got hit, well, rather I managed to catch a glimpse of it as I was rolling across the grass
Gerrard Rayne: ::Stares up at Madame Pomfrey and smiles a bit painfully, whispering softly:: Be nice...
Zarek Yeran: ::rolls his eyes behind the nurses back, grumbling softly to himself::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Nods up at her and smiles again, his chest rising and falling with a bit of difficulty against the wrapping:: Thank you...::Winces just slightly:: Feels just like new..
Mme. Pomfrey: ::Smiles and pats his head lightly:: You should be as good as new in a couple days as long as you rest... ::Turns her attention to Zarek and steps over to his bed, examining his knee for a minute before muttering another incantation and the bruising, swelling, and pain all but disappear:: That should do it. I want you to stay here over night though, to make sure you don't use it too much...
Gerrard Rayne: ::His head falls back onto his pillow and he takes a deep breath, resting his hands over his midsection, his eyes fluttering close after a few moments::
Zarek Yeran: ::smiles, and stretches his knee out, grinning, before looking up at her:: Thank you, Madame Pomfrey.
Mme. Pomfrey: ::Nods to him with a slight smile:: Of course dear. Though, I honestly don't know how you kids manage to be hurt so badly in Quidditch games... ::Wanders off, muttering to herself about quidditch::
